When Jun Mochan saw clearly what was being transmitted, his initially calm face turned ugly, with frost gathering in his eyes, like an unsheathed sword, sharp and menacing.
Zhou Xian hadn't seen Jun Mochan display such raw emotion in a long time. He was about to ask what was wrong, but Jun Mochan walked out without a word.
He did nothing else but directly locate Ye Ranran's position.
At the moment the car ignited, Zhou Xian jumped in. Jun Mochan didn't look at him, and after the car started, he immediately pressed the accelerator.
Ye Ranran had set off earlier than Jun Mochan, and the journey was relatively closer. By the time he departed, Ye Ranran was already there.
Looking at the institution's tightly closed door in front of her, Ye Ranran's gaze was cold, and her aura was astounding.
"Open the door for me," Ye Ranran said deeply, holding the phone.
Opening the door was no difficulty for One, who unlocked it almost effortlessly.
Ye Ranran walked in.
