Bo Yan raised an eyebrow, "Ao Chen should pay for his own capriciousness. Huo Qi might be the best he's ever encountered, which is why he can't forget her."
Yuran chuckled, "He does need to taste some bitterness, lest he thinks the whole world revolves around him."
Bo Yan: "..."
...
For three straight days, Ao Chen simply could not find anyone to give him Huo Qi's contact details. It was as if he was under a spell; since they parted ways, unless Huo Qi reached out to him, he might never get to intersect with her again.
He thought of the last person, Yuran. Yuran was on good terms with Huo Qi. What excuse could he come up with to ask his apprentice for Huo Qi's contact details?
When Yuran received Ao Chen's call, she was quite surprised. She had just finished taking a bath and was sitting on a stool while Bo Yan dried her hair.
"Master, do you have something urgent late at night? Do you have any idea what time it is here?"
