Song Yue wore a smug smile on her face: "Ye Ranran, you're very clever."
Indeed, how could she let her live? She had been wishing for her death.
"Don't be sad, okay? And I might not die after all, look how effective this has been," Ye Ranran rubbed Fan Rou's face gently. "Smile a little."
Actually, she quite regretted leaving Number Four here. She turned her face to look at Number Four: "Please keep this a secret. I've never pleaded with anyone before, and I've never begged you. I'm only asking you for this one thing. If you agree, I will be forever grateful to you."
"Young Master would go crazy if he found out," Number Four said, looking troubled.
"I won't implicate you. Besides, if he finds out, he'll just be anxious. In his desperation, he might inadvertently give others an opportunity to take advantage." Now was the best chance to take down the Song Family.
She didn't want to make him hesitate again because of her.
Number Four looked distressed.
