In the brightly lit, towering Night Bureau building brimming with a sense of technology, she sat behind her desk,
A white shirt lent the breathtaking beauty a simple, capable charm, while sleek black stockings covered her rounded, delicate thighs beneath her fitted professional suit skirt.
Fang Ran's voice on the connected call abruptly cut off, and as though the phone had been moved away,
His faint, panicked cries could be heard.
"Fang Ran?"
Ye Sheng's heart suddenly tightened, alarm and worry surfacing in her dark eyes.
Had he run into some danger?!
"Hello? Fang Ran, can you hear me? Answer me?"
Raising her voice slightly, Ye Sheng instinctively sat up straight, frowning as she listened for any sound coming through the phone.
A clattering burst of frantic scrambling came from the phone, followed by the noise of it being picked up, and then Fang Ran's voice sounded from the other end.
"Ah, Sister Ye Sheng, sorry. Something unexpected just happened."
For some reason, Fang Ran sounded extremely exhausted to Ye Sheng.
"Is that so? Are you all right now?"
Having confirmed that Fang Ran had not encountered any danger, Ye Sheng relaxed and leaned back in her chair as she asked with concern.
"Ah, yeah, I'm fine. By the way, Sister Ye Sheng, what did you need me for?"
Though she was somewhat curious about what had happened on Fang Ran's end, Ye Sheng knew better than to pry too deeply into someone else's privacy, so she answered without dwelling on it.
"Yes. Based on the discussions with the participants in Europe, and with less than a week left before the National War begins,"
"Since the other side is handling the main arrangements this time, Young Master suggested that everyone in the Bureau take a few days to relax before