""Xiao Langjun may be a bit scary sometimes, but he is quite the gentleman!" Wan Lu lifted the curtain as she entered.
Hearing Wan Lu’s words, Ran Yan thought carefully and realized that Xiao Song, apart from entering women’s chambers and breaking the rules, hadn’t really done anything else improper. Perhaps, being from a prestigious family, he was naturally more cultured.
"Wife, Doctor Liu really went too far today," Wan Lu frowned, as if echoing what the Assistant Minister Xiao had said; although he came to apologize, showing up in the middle of the night half-naked to the wife’s room was hardly appropriate!
"Let it be, when has he ever not gone too far?" Ran Yan said lazily.
After tonight, Ran Yan could no longer harbor any hope for Liu Qingsong; she shifted slightly in her bed, "Sang Chen is unreliable himself, and yet he tries to instruct others on how to conduct themselves, how ridiculous... and even more preposterous is that someone even less reliable believed him!"
Before meeting Liu Qingsong and Sang Chen, Ran Yan always thought the world operated on certain laws, and everything developed logically. But these two completely shattered her worldview.
Thus, Ran Yan couldn’t help but sigh in her heart: indeed, when the forest is big, all kinds of birds are found.
With that thought, Ran Yan drifted back into a drowsy sleep.
In the empty factory, moonlight shone through the broken glass windows, illuminating the mottled walls and revealing the bluish-gray bricks inside, the air filled with the stench of decay.
"Save me! Yan, save me!"
A sudden, piercing female voice echoed through the factory, calling out just once, yet the echo repeated over and over, lingering in her heart like a curse.
Ran Yan broke into a sweat, sticky and horribly uncomfortable, but she couldn’t care less, shaking as she yelled, "Yunlin! Yunlin!"
This time, she didn’t dream of that filthy scene. However, the desolate and dilapidated factory and the piercing voice made her suddenly remember those vulgar laughs and obscene words, and the multiple dirty hands that unabashedly violated Qin Yunlin’s unblemished body.
Ran Yan was often in contact with corpses and had seen plenty of filth, but those who knew her were aware that she had a kind of mental cleanliness. She couldn’t bear the occurrence of such things, especially when it involved a girl she lived with day and night.
"Yan, I finally made it into the S city criminal police team as I wished, huh! I’ve taken a big step towards my goal of taking down that handsome and dashing captain!"
Ran Yan was in a daze, and when she came to her senses, she found herself sitting in a café. Across from her, a pretty and vivacious girl was raising an eyebrow while reporting her achievements, with a cup of steaming Mante Ning coffee in front of her.
"Handsome and dashing?" Ran Yan shot her a skeptical look.
Seeing Qin Yunlin smiling so brightly again, Ran Yan couldn’t help but get emotional, but she had always been good at controlling her feelings.
"Don’t question my taste," Qin Yunlin stuffed a bite of tiramisu into her mouth, her cheeks bulging as she mumbled, "Especially when he throws a punch, that charming look in his eyes!"
Ran Yan naturally picked up her coffee and took a delicate sip, responding with an air of indifference, "Then why not just go for a wolf instead?"
Ran Yan had seen the police team’s captain in action. His gaze was so fierce it was genuinely frightening. He didn’t look anything like the handsome and dashing man Qin Yunlin had described. Nearing thirty, he had a square face, with features that were firm and resolute. His lips, which were already thin, were always tightly closed when he wasn’t speaking. He was harsh in disciplining others and even harsher on himself.
"Does the wolf have six-pack abs?" Qin Yunlin glared, gulped down some coffee, and leaned back into the cushy backrest, heaving a satisfied sigh, "Anyway, from now on, I’ll be on the front lines, capturing the hearts of handsome men... If I fall in the line of duty... Well, since my uncle and aunt are hardly ever home, you can just take my parents back to your house."
Seeking to win the approval of such a man, Qin Yunlin was prepared to be the first to rush into danger wherever it loomed.
Just then, in the afternoon sunlight that warmed Qin Yunlin’s beautiful brows and eyes, she spoke lazily like a well-fed cat, yet her words sounded almost like a joke.
"You’ve already fallen at the mercy of the wolf’s claws; if that’s the case, it’s his responsibility. Why should I take your parents home?" Ran Yan spoke lightly, but her eyes were filled with teasing.
Qin Yunlin rolled on the sofa, groped for the mobile phone in her pocket, and glared at her, pretending to make a call, "I’m going to tell my mom that you’re rejecting her, her chicken stew with mushrooms all fed to an ungrateful wolf."