Bo Yan's laughter was right beside her ear, making Yuran's face flush a deep red.
After a moment, she lifted her head from his embrace, "So, will you tell me or not?"
Bo Yan nodded, "I will, what do you want to know?"
"Just, wasn't it a celebration banquet you were attending? Why were you ambushed by reporters? And what's the deal with the ambulance?"
Bo Yan led her to the living room and sat down on the couch before simply explaining the whole situation. Yuran's brows furrowed slightly, "It looks more like a setup."
"Indeed it does."
Yuran laughed with some schadenfreude, "Who asked you to be so lofty, an invincible loner at that? See, someone is trying to play the hero and take you down."
The little girl mocked him, yet surprisingly, she was in good spirits, her eyes smiling without a hint of worry.
He chuckled and raised an eyebrow, "So, you think I had it coming?"
