Wang Hai escorted Bai Yiran downstairs and watched her go upstairs. Only when the lights in her room turned on did he start the car and leave.
At the moment Bai Yiran closed the door, she felt utterly drained, leaning against the door and slowly sitting on the ground, still wrapped in Leng Yichen's jacket, which carried his unique scent. Bai Yiran looked at her hand, recalling how she had lost her composure and slapped Leng Yichen across the face.
Bai Yiran! Be fair to me!
Leng Yichen's shout still echoed in her ears.
Heh, just let it be, where is there so much fairness in the world?
Bai Yiran stood up, removing her high heels, blouse, skirt, and stockings as she walked towards the bedroom... After closing the bedroom door and coming out again, Bai Yiran had tied up her hair, changed into sportswear, put on headphones, and wore running shoes.
Looking outside at the sky that had already turned pitch black, this should be her first night run since returning to the country.
