Uncertain if it's because of the serious atmosphere, she huddled her head and sat across from Ye Ranran.
"What's wrong? You've come all this way, are you scared?" Ye Ranran sat down and pressed the intercom on the table, "Bring me two cups of coffee."
The administrative clerk quickly brought over two cups of coffee, one for Ye Ranran and the other for Fan Rou.
In front of Fan Rou, she was not at all imposing like a career woman.
"I'm just not used to seeing you like this."
Privately, Ye Ranran was still easy to talk to, although she already carried the aura and elegance of a wealthy wife, she wasn't pretentious and was very accommodating.
Ye Ranran didn't answer her but instead looked at the marks on her neck and said, "Not bad, seems like the battle's quite fierce recently."
Although nothing happened last night, the marks on her neck hadn't faded yet.
Fan Rou had been wearing a scarf, but because the heater was turned up high inside, she felt hot and took it off.
