Ling Ruonan watched Sang Qian with a hint of amusement, "Mrs. Ji, we've only met a few times, and you're already taking me to your home? Do you naturally have the heart of a Bodhisattva?"
Without responding to her, Sang Qian simply stated, "It's not safe for you to live outside alone."
Ling Ruonan withdrew her gaze and closed her eyes, leaning back on the seat, "I won't go. I don't like owing people favors."
"Then I'll stay with you in the hotel."
Ling Ruonan twitched her eyelids, "Suit yourself."
Sang Qian looked up to meet Ji Chengzhou's gaze in the passenger seat, "I'll stay tonight…"
Ji Chengzhou, "No."
Heh. Ling Ruonan let out a light chuckle.
Sang Qian glanced at Ling Ruonan and then brought her hands together in a pleading gesture toward Ji Chengzhou, mouthing: Please, please.
Ji Chengzhou frowned as he looked at her, still not relenting.
Seeing that this tactic was ineffective, Sang Qian hurriedly took out her phone and began typing quickly.
