Su Ran couldn't help but touch her forehead, "I haven't."
"Then tell me, do you want me to give you a ride tomorrow or not?"
"I..."
Just as Su Ran was about to speak, she suddenly felt a sharp gaze upon her. She turned her head and saw Fu Qiyuan looking at her deeply.
His bottomless eyes carried a cold, unfathomable light that was hard to decipher.
Yet, despite this, she still felt the chill and the warning.
Su Ran: "..."
What was there to fight over in such a matter?
For a moment, nobody spoke on either end of the phone until after a long while—
"I knew it, now that you have Mr. Fu, you don't need me anymore. All these years of affection have been wasted in the end!"
Ye Zhichen's tone was melancholic, making Su Ran involuntarily shudder.
She sighed deeply, trying her best to ignore the intense gaze on her, and spoke helplessly:
"That's enough acting, it doesn't look convincing anymore!"
"Then I'll go to the airport to see you off tomorrow."
"...Okay."
