Nangong Ran rubbed her head. If this were a dream, it wouldn't matter, but if this is real!
Oh my god, Nangong Ran suddenly clutched her dress, only to sadly discover one thing — there was an extra suit on her, which she picked up, sniffed carefully, and...!!!
Nangong Ran desperately wanted to die; this freaking suit belongs to Di Mingchen!!!
There was a faint smell of tobacco on the suit, and among this group of men, only her third brother and Di Mingchen smoke.
Besides her third brother and Di Mingchen, she was convinced that neither her eldest brother nor the third young master would cover her with a suit.
And since the size of the suit was a bit large, it certainly wasn't Nangong Jin's, so...
It's over! Nangong Ran shivered. Did she really throw herself on Di Mingchen?
Nangong Ran carefully recalled, and the memories were blurred, but indeed, she had proactively said something about her lips hurting.
