"Xiao Cai, why are you so guarded against me? I'm not him, am I?" Tang Sheng's voice was full of indistinguishable emotions. "I took a risk calling you."
"What do you want from me?" Ye Ranran's tone was icy, her face tense.
"Fu Rong has become president. He'll probably come looking for you soon. Xiao Cai, we'll be able to meet again shortly."
Ye Ranran felt a chill over her entire body. Quickly, she suppressed that sense of despair, and her voice remained as calm as ever: "No, I definitely won't go back. Who does Fu Rong think he is? Just because he wants me to go back doesn't mean I have to."
Tang Sheng sighed again, as if mocking her naivety. "Xiao Cai, this isn't about whether you agree or not, is it?"
"He thinks he can control everything? Since I escaped once, I can escape a second time, and my husband isn't someone to mess with."
Speaking of this, Ye Ranran felt much more confident.
