"But..."
Su Ran's red lips curved slightly as she raised her eyebrows with a smile.
"Since he's in a hurry to meet his demise, let's oblige him and throw out all the information we have."
"All of it?"
Su Ran lifted her eyebrows, and with a smile, she said, "Do you have a problem with that?"
Strangely, even through the phone, a chilling intent could be felt emanating from the other side.
A sense of tightness immediately clutched at the heart.
"No."
"Then do as I said."
"Yes, President Su."
-
Due to a viral infection, Su Ran's body temperature had been somewhat fluctuating these past two days.
What was supposed to be just a minor cold had resulted in a week-long hospital stay.
During this week, Qin Feng had reported to Su Ran's hospital room punctually every day.
Facing the daily and ever-changing nutritious meals and various soups, she could only remain speechlessly choked up.