One sentence made Jun Mochan's mood, which had hit rock bottom, improve.
After chatting a bit more, the two hung up the phone.
Not two minutes passed before Fan Rou called.
"What are you doing?"
"Taking off clothes, about to shower." Ye Ranran silently put her clothes back on.
"Really? Send me a nude pic then."
"Aren't you afraid I'll strangle you to death?" Ye Ranran sat back on the bed.
"You've seen my chest, what's wrong with letting me see yours?" Fan Rou muttered.
Ye Ranran was flustered: "I just discovered today how much of a pervert you are."
"Finding out today isn't too late. By the way, your big brother contacted me. He told me to go ahead and agree, that he won't make me marry anyway. Ranran, thank you." Fan Rou's tone was full of gratitude.
If it weren't for Ye Ranran lending her a hand, she wouldn't have been able to get out so easily.
"No need to thank me, I just said something, it's not like I carried it out. But shouldn't you tell Lan Shao?"
