What about Bai Ran?
Naturally, he had happily made himself scarce.
The moment he sensed that something was off about the atmosphere in the shop, Bai Ran had already fled.
Bai Ran: What do you mean, fled? I went out to find potential users, all right?
To be fair, if Bai Ran had not gone out that morning, he would never have run into Wu Ming.
If he had not run into Wu Ming, Wu Ming would not have shared the Orange C Americano with Han Ruoruo.
And Zhang Lexuan would never have grown curious enough to step into this Luckin Coffee Shop tucked deep inside the Inner Academy.
As for this outing, which walking headache would he bring back this time?
Bai Ran: There shouldn't be anyone particularly troublesome left, right?
After all, Ma Xiaotao was not at the academy.
If Ma Xiaotao had still been there, Bai Ran would have packed his things and fled long ago, then handed the shop over to Tang Ya.
Even if Tang Ya wanted another ten percent of the profits, Bai Ran would have agreed without the slightest hesitation.
There was no helping it. Of all the people Bai Ran had met, Ma Xiaotao was the first to give him a taste of nearly dying. She had almost brought his story to an early finale.
In a cultivation world, calling her his inner demon would not have been an exaggeration.
Bai Ran could make himself scarce, but Beibei, who was at the coffee shop, clearly could not.
Come to think of it, Beibei and Zhang Lexuan had not seen each other in quite some time.
One had all his thoughts on Tang Ya. Especially during the two years she had been missing, the only time Beibei had sought out Zhang Lexuan