When Jiang Ruolan reached the second floor, she saw Xian Zihao coming to pick her up. "You've been there for such a long time? Is everything ready?"
The faint fragrance of his body lingered in her nostrils, and his gentle voice was always able to calm the turmoil in her heart.
Jiang Ruolan nodded, "It's about time. Why did you come here? I'm not a child. I know Yijun's room is on the third floor, I won't get lost."
Xian Zihao smiled. "Even a child is smarter than you."
Jiang Ruolan pursed her lips and looked back at the stairs. She hesitated for a moment and then said, "Did you hear the conversation between Cui Liuxian and me?"
Xian Zihao just raised his eyebrows, but it was also a tacit agreement that he was eavesdropping on their conversation.