An Ran copied Chen Yankun's phone number from her phone and handed it to her, "This is the phone number of a friend who runs a clothing company in the Imperial City. If you want to walk this path, you can contact him."
Wang Xiaoyi took the phone number, trembling, a tear dropping on her hand, "An Ran, thank you, take care of yourself."
An Ran took the initiative to hug her, "Take care, let's meet in the Imperial City if we get the chance."
Tian Zhiyuan nodded to An Ran, carrying the luggage with one hand and holding Wang Xiaoyi's hand as they walked out of the dormitory.
Wang Xiaoyi had dropped out of school. For the whole day, An Ran was listless until she received a call from Mu Xingfeng after school.
"Wifey, when are you coming out? Your hubby is waiting at the door."
