Nangong Ran was getting anxious, damn it, could his gaze be any sharper? Ugh!
Can I make a run for it now?
Still contemplating the perfect escape, Nangong Ran suddenly felt a burning sensation between her fingers and looked down at her hand, almost blurting out a profanity. She was still holding a cigarette between her fingers!
So many people, plus a group of special police and security guards, no wonder the special police were looking at her like a criminal before. It's over, it's all over, she's in big trouble, and her face is lost.
Nangong Ran's hand trembled, and she lifted her hand to throw the cigarette away, but Di Mingchen suddenly reached over and took the half-burnt cigarette from her fingers.
Nangong Ran was dumbfounded.
Holding the almost burnt-out cigarette, Di Mingchen frowned, took a drag with it at his lips, blew out a smoke ring, then dropped it and stomped it out hard.
Nangong Ran was horrified, staring unblinkingly at Di Mingchen. Did he recognize her?
