Yuran and Bai Leyao kept themselves busy late into the night. It was only during a break that Yuran realized her phone had run out of power.
After getting a charger from Bai Leyao, she charged her phone and then went to the bathroom to freshen up.
Bai Leyao knocked on the door, "Ranran, I’ve put your change of clothes in the room, have a good rest!"
Yawning, Bai Leyao, still holding Yuran’s cat, said, "Ranran, I’ve taken your cat away! I want to sleep with it!"
Early the next morning, Yuran had classes. She left the cat with Bai Leyao and hurried out. The phone, which hadn’t been turned on yet, erupted like a thunderclap the moment she switched it on as she left the house.
The sheer number of messages almost crashed the phone.
Standing at the door, it took her a while before the continuous pinging of her phone subsided. Behind her, Bai Leyao curiously asked, "Why do you have so many messages?"
Yuran scanned through them one by one: over a hundred missed calls, and unread messages on the chat app were 999+...
She even saw more than a dozen missed calls from Bo Yan, her heart sank, and putting aside all the other missed calls for the moment, she signaled to Bai Leyao to go ahead and called Bo Yan back as soon as she went outside.
The moment the call connected, Bo Yan’s hoarse voice came from the other end, "Where are you?"
"Platinum Imperial Palace 26!" Yuran glanced at the door number on Bai Leyao’s house and answered.
Looking at the disconnected call, Yuran was somewhat puzzled. Just then, Bai Leyao came running out, "Ranran, it’s hard to hail a taxi here, I forgot earlier. Here’s the car key, do you want to take my car?"
She held out the car key toward Yuran.
Yuran shook her head, "You go back inside, someone’s coming for me, no need!"
Bai Leyao gave her a puzzled look, "Non-residents can’t get in here, you need to notify property management. Should I make a call? What’s your friend’s license plate number?"
"He’s a resident here, just go back!"
Bai Leyao nodded. It seemed that Yuran didn’t want her to know who her friend was. Bai Leyao chuckled, "Then I’ll head back inside!"
No sooner had Bai Leyao entered her house than Bo Yan’s car pulled up in front of Yuran. The window rolled down to reveal his somewhat unhealthy-looking face. Yuran opened the door and got into the car.
Bo Yan gave her a faint glance and drove off, "The Bai Family?"
Yuran explained, "Yes, the Bai Family. I was previously..." Yuran succinctly explained her audition for Bai Leyao’s music video and also why she hadn’t answered the calls the night before.
Bo Yan’s somber expression softened somewhat, and Yuran, feeling timid, thought whether she was being too submissive. Why did she feel the need to explain everything so clearly in front of him?
But the aura about him was so frightening.
Was it just because I didn’t answer the phone?
Thinking this way seemed somewhat shameless. Shaking her head, she dismissed the chaotic thoughts from her mind.
Bo Yan didn’t drive back to Platinum Imperial Palace, but instead headed straight for her school. Yuran observed him for a while; he had tightly furrowed brows and looked uncomfortable. She hesitated, "Brother Qi, are you still..."
"It’s nothing!" Bo Yan coughed, a scratchy feeling in his throat, "You go to school first. Tonight, I’ll have Xie Cheng pick you up. I need your help with something!"
"Huh?" Yuran asked in confusion, "What is it?"
"We’ll talk about it later, you’re already running late!"