Ou Lan was constantly thinking of ways to rescue Zhan Moxiao; she absolutely couldn't let him fall into that twisted BOSS's hands, or else who knows what perverse things might happen.
To avoid arousing Lan Rui's suspicion, she still pretended to be as cold and alluring as Leng Mei, "I'm going to check on Zhan Moxiao."
Zhan Fengdi raised an eyebrow mockingly, "What, have you fallen for him?"
Ou Lan, "I'm just worried that his formidable physique might wake up early."
With that, Ou Lan walked into the small room where Zhan Moxiao was being held alone, and said to the two black-clad guards, "You can leave."
"Yes." The guards complied and left.
Zhan Fengdi turned her head toward Lan Rui, "Do you feel like she's different from before?"
Of course Lan Rui sensed it, he had felt it from the surface, but he wouldn't say that to Zhan Fengdi.
He merely squinted his eyes slightly, and even squeezed a bit of a smile on his lips, "You should mind your own business, Zhan Fengdi."
