Hearing that name, Ye Ranran felt a stir in her heart, but her face remained impassive: "Why would it matter to you if I remember or not?"
"I just want to ask, isn't a life for a life enough? Do you really want them to pay with your whole family?"
"Ah." A scream suddenly came from the other end.
Ye Ranran turned her gaze, and Fan Rou was splashing various juices and alcohol onto Fan Mei and Fan Li.
"Didn't you want to rest? Didn't you want to drag someone to a room? I'm giving you a reason." Fan Rou clapped her hands.
Her sharp and caustic words exposed the little thoughts of Fan Mei and Fan Li, and both of their expressions changed abruptly: "You're not drunk?"
"I am drunk." Fan Rou patted her own face: "No, I'm very sober, who said I was drunk?"
Just as she was about to act the drunken fool, she caught sight of a figure not far away, her pupils constricted, and she hurriedly walked over.
