"I understand. Be careful, I'll be back soon. No need to call me again, to avoid being discovered." Fan Rou was also very cautious about her own reputation.
It's not easy for anyone, they're also just people, trying to make a living.
"I understand, Third Miss." The servant hung up the phone.
Fan Rou stayed with Lan Shao for another hour. When she thought it was about time, she said, "I have to go now, I'll come to see you next time."
Fan Rou hugged Lan Shao. She wanted to promise him that she'd stay with him forever.
But she didn't even know if she could really do it, so she made no promises.
If she truly had a future, that future would surely belong to him.
If there was no future, then let it end here.
When Fan Rou returned, as soon as she stepped through the door, a big bowl of soup was poured over her. She didn't dodge, just stood there and endured the bowl of soup from her mother.
