207: Explanation

Explanation

Bai Ran looked at the gentle Yu Xuan, her eyes slightly blurry as if the person who had strangled her earlier was not her.2

Yu Xuan got up to pour another cup of water.

"Here, you inhaled some anesthesia. Have some water to take a breather." Yu Xuan handed a cup to Bai Ran.

Bai Ran took the cup. There were a few lemons floating in it.

When she was overseas, Yu Xuan liked to put lemon slices in her water. She did not put anything else.

This was a habit she had maintained for many years.

The first time she saw Yu Xuan do this, Bai Ran even asked her curiously, "I know that lemon water nourishes the face, but when others drink lemon water, they either add sugar or honey. Only you don't add anything. Won't it be very sour?"

"No, I'm used to it. I like this light smell even more," Yu Xuan said calmly.

Bai Ran tasted it as well.

The moment it entered her mouth, it was sour and bitter. Bai Ran frowned and swallowed it forcefully. Then, she quickly placed the cup aside.

"Haha, don't force yourself to drink it if you don't like it." Yu Xuan looked at Bai Ran and laughed. The next moment, she leaned closer to Bai Ran and smiled mysteriously. "But you can try it often. I believe you'll like it in the future."

At that time, Bai Ran shook her head and did not care. However, whenever Yu Xuan saw Bai Ran from then on, she would always bring her a cup or make a cup on the spot for Bai Ran to try. Over time, Bai Ran had really gotten used to it and even liked this taste. Even when Yu Xuan was not around, she would make a cup for herself.

However, as soon as she returned to the country, she was faced with the prospect of a divorce and her mother's passing. Bai Ran no longer had this comfortable mood to make herself some lemonade.

Over time, although she felt that something was missing from the water, she still drank it naturally.

But now, as she looked at the familiar cup of lemonade in her hand, her nose suddenly felt hot. She felt emotional and had the urge to cry.

Bai Ran lowered her head and took a small bite. It was still that familiar taste.

It was not delicious, but it left a rich aftertaste.

Bai Ran blinked, wanting to let her tears flow back.

"Why? Are you very excited to see me?" There was a smile of understanding on Yu Xuan's lips.

"Of course not!" Bai Ran turned around and said.

"You're still denying it! If not for me, your little life would be over today!" Yu Xuan said unhappily.

"I know. Also, you were the one who saved me when I was almost raped last time." At this point, Bai Ran turned around and looked at Yu Xuan seriously.

"At least you're smart!" Yu Xuan reached out and tapped Bai Ran's nose. "You didn't forget me!"

"That's right. I don't know how many times I've smelled you. How could I not remember you?" Bai Ran smiled and reached out to touch the place where Yu Xuan had tapped her nose. For some reason, she thought of Chen Chen.

What was there to think about? She was not in this person's heart!

Bai Ran adjusted her expression and said unhappily, "What's the use of me remembering? You've always refused to appear in front of me. It's fine if you don't appear, but you want to mess with me first!"

"Are you talking about your allergy?!" Yu Xuan admitted directly.

"Of course! You know I'm allergic to walnuts!" Bai Ran pouted and looked at Yu Xuan.

"Please, nothing happened to you! I was even afraid that my subordinates wouldn't be able to control the amount, so I went personally!" Yu Xuan explained.

"Then why did you do that?!" Bai Ran's expression remained unchanged.

"To teach you a small lesson!" Yu Xuan said bluntly.

"A small lesson? What do you mean?" Bai Ran's eyes were wide open.

"Who asked you to always be half-dead for a man!" Yu Xuan's eyes drooped as she glanced at Bai Ran disdainfully. "I'm also reminding you that I'm back!"

"I'm not half-dead for a man!" Bai Ran's expression became a little embarrassed.

"Isn't that so? He's just a half-hearted man. If he wants a divorce, then let's get it over with! Otherwise, you still want him?" Yu Xuan was speechless.

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