Despite the lively atmosphere, her mood was utterly terrible.
Her phone began to ring, and upon checking, it was a call from Anran.
She muted it, refusing to answer.
Who knew that the call would stubbornly keep ringing? After four continuous rings, Zuo Aiai finally picked up.
"Ai Zi, what's wrong with you? Why are you leaving the hotel alone? Where are you going?"
"Anran, I am so upset right now..."
"You're dressed too thinly. It's easy to get sick walking on the street like that. Ever since you left, An has arranged for people to protect you nearby. They're now following the route you took from the hotel to find you. Where are you? Send me your location."
"Anran, I'm not cold, really, not at all cold. I just want to feel the chilly wind and calm down."
