Chapter 88: What's Your Plan?
When the alarm on Yuran's cell phone woke her up, she wished she could kick it away. Strictly speaking, she had hardly slept for a few hours.
Barely three hours, all thanks to Bo Yan, this unpredictable man.
Bo Yan?
That name was like a bolt from the blue, and her drowsiness vanished without a trace as she hurriedly changed her clothes and went out.
The room was quiet, except for the breakfast on the dining table that was still emitting steam.
She walked over with suspicion and was surprised to see a rich variety of breakfast on the table. The master bedroom's door was open, but there was no one inside.
This was far more thrilling than any horror movie.
To think that Bo Yan, the great actor, would buy her breakfast?
Well, maybe she was overthinking it.
This couldn't have been delivered by a ghost, could it?
She didn't dwell on it too much, though. After washing up, she quickly ate her breakfast and left the house, but no matter what, she couldn't find her keys.