"What? Situ Nan is dead!"
The moment she hung up the phone, Xu Ruolan was still somewhat distracted, feeling as though a raging storm had erupted in her heart.
"I remember I went to Situ Nan's mansion last night. Why did I wake up at home?"
Her memory was a bit blurry and fragmented, which made Xu Ruolan furrow her brow deeply, unclear about whether she had indeed met Situ Nan last night.
Xu Xiaoqing and Ning Fan were laughing and eating breakfast together, appearing completely normal, but Xu Ruolan still keenly noticed something slightly amiss.
"Is it just my imagination?"
Xu Ruolan murmured softly.
Even as she got into the car ready to leave, Xu Ruolan still felt somewhat uneasy, looking at Ning Fan who was fiddling with his hair in the passenger seat, appearing utterly relaxed.
Xu Ruolan frowned slightly and asked in a low voice, "Ning Fan, can I ask you something?"
"What is it? Go ahead. Why so serious?"
Ning Fan turned to look at her and said with a teasing laugh.
