Ye Ranran continued peeling the fruit, the knife in her hand seemed alive as she quickly peeled an apple.
She sliced it into pieces and placed them in a cup beside her, filling the cup with apple slices.
"Here, for you." Ye Ranran picked up a napkin and wiped the fruit knife clean.
Chu Ji was a bit startled, "Why are you suddenly being so nice to me?"
"After all, you've risked your life for me, haven't you?" Ye Ranran stood up, "The same words again, be careful with everything, and don't joke about your life."
"It's usually you who jokes about your life." Chu Ji picked up a small piece of apple with a toothpick and put it in his mouth.
Ye Ranran didn't hear his words and walked away without turning back.
Jun Mochan was already waiting for her below, but Song Ze was also sitting beside him.
He looked at him with a scrutinizing and chilly gaze, sharp as a knife's edge.
Ye Ranran seldom saw Jun Mochan with such a look, but she also had questions about Song Ze.
