After 07, there will be plenty of opportunities.

She reached into Fu Qiyuan's coat pocket and pulled out his phone.

Fu Qiyuan knitted his brows but did not object.

"Ranran, what's your phone number?"

Su Ran was somewhat startled but still recited her phone number.

"In a while, Grandma will send the number to your phone. You must come, okay?"

"Okay."

Su Ran said with a smile, nodded to Fu Qiyuan, and was just about to pull open the car door to get out.

A cool and fragrant warmth enveloped her the moment the cold breath brushed against her.

Looking down, she saw the suit jacket, still warm from the man's body heat, draped over her shoulders.

Su Ran was a bit perplexed.

"Wear it, your hands are cold."

The man's deep voice seemed a bit cold, yet it warmed Su Ran's heart unexpectedly.

This man, whom she had only met once, had brought her warmth time and time again.

"It's okay, I'm already home. We're just ships passing in the night; returning it later would be troublesome."

Su Ran said as she was about to take off the coat to return it to him, but Fu Qiyuan stopped her.

"Keep it on. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future," the man said, his lips curving slightly, his tone somewhat meaningful.

Su Ran was quite surprised and very puzzled.

Seeing this, the old lady's eyes gleamed with satisfaction and a sly smile.

It seemed that this rascal wasn't as clueless as he looked!

But his health...

The old lady's mood turned melancholic again.

"Go on up. Don't catch cold."

Unable to refuse his insistence, Su Ran accepted, nodded at him, opened the car door, and left.

Fu Qiyuan sat in the car, watching her receding figure, his lips curving into a subtle, imperceptible smile. A glint of light flashed in the depths of his dark eyes, dangerous and profound, like a predator locking onto its prey.

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Arriving home, she removed the man's jacket, stepped barefoot into the bathroom.

Once her body was completely submerged in the hot water, all the tiredness and drowsiness dispelled in that instant.

Resting her head against the edge of the bathtub, she closed her eyes, enjoying the brief tranquility and silence.

With danger before and behind her, she had to stay alert at all times. One moment of carelessness could lead to an irreversible downfall.

After ten minutes, Su Ran stood up from the bathtub, rinsed her body quickly, grabbed the bathrobe beside her, wrapped it around herself, tied the belt, and stepped out of the bathroom with bare feet.

Su Ran enjoyed walking barefoot, especially when the cool sensation from the ground passed through the soles of her feet into her brain. It seemed to keep her mind clear.

After drying her hair with a hairdryer, she walked out of the bedroom and immediately noticed the man's suit jacket on the sofa.

She paused, standing still, somewhat lost in thought.

She thought that she, who had grown accustomed to solitude and loneliness, could no longer feel the glamour when the lights first come on, the dusk falling.

Yet, on this quiet rainy night, there was a trace of sun that warmed her long-frozen heart with a touch of warmth.

Su Ran's thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of the phone from the bathroom.

She rubbed her forehead, walked towards the bathroom, and a playful, mocking smile appeared on her radiant face when she saw the caller ID.

Allowing the phone to ring for a long time, almost at the point of hanging up, she finally answered.

"Why did you take so long to answer the phone?"

As soon as she picked up, Su Hongde's voice came through, angry and unfriendly.

Su Ran seemed to be accustomed to her father's attitude towards her, always full of disgust and indifference, looking at her like she was his archenemy.

If she hadn't been sure she was a member of the Su Family, she might have thought she had desecrated her family's ancestral grave in a past life.

"Do you want something?"

Su Ran's tone was cold and detached.