432 Sulran's Memories

After staying a while when Aselia almost passed out from drinking, Xiran took his leave. He asked Rivan's chauffeur to drop them home, not wanting to drive while she was intoxicated. 

She rested in his lap and his heart relaxed. He almost had a heart attack earlier when she didn't pick up her phone and the surge of jealousy that washed over him seeing that stripper still lingered inside him. 

Xiran had decided to meet Sulran the next day but didn't want to take her along, so he asked Frila to stay with her while he was gone. 

"Xiran!" She opened her dreamy eyes and innocently stared at him. 

"Yes?" He asked, removing stray hair from her face. 

"Did you learn the dance moves from him?" She sweetly asked, blinking at him, leaving him speechless for a while. 

"I did, hush, sleep now," he tried to pacify her. Mischief birthed in his mind and he knew he would have fun teasing her later.