Among Qian Ran's many female confidantes, Wu Ming was definitely not the most infatuated. Wang Dong'er was.
Dong'er collected everything Qian Ran had used. Even the clothes he had worn were almost all neatly organized by her, including his socks and shoes.
Sometimes, Qian Ran felt like a celebrity, while Dong'er was his obsessive fan.
If Qian Ran had not expressly forbidden Dong'er from going any further, she might have become even more frightening.
Dong'er was a longtime devotee of Qian Ran's body. Wu Ming could not compare to her.
But in other people's eyes, Wu Ming's condition was already quite serious.
To reverse her already shattered image in Han Ruoruo's eyes, Wu Ming became even more determined to help Qian Ran win Han Ruoruo over.
She knew she was definitely not that sort of lovesick woman; otherwise, she could not possibly have stayed single for so many years. All these years, she had remained a virgin, and she still was one now.
It was just that Qian Ran always possessed a mysterious charm.
Perhaps, when you did not know Qian Ran deeply, you would not be affected by that charm. But as long as your heart stirred even slightly for him, you would quickly sink deeper and deeper, like a growing snowball.
And Qian Ran's body was even more...
Wu Ming did not know how to describe what she had felt the first time she touched Qian Ran's body. But she believed any woman would like it.
"You big meanie!"
"I'll try to help you. But as for Teacher Wang Yan..." Wu Ming gave Qian Ran a strange look.
Wang Yan did not have much of a relationship with Han Ruoruo. He was in his thirties and had only become an Outer Court teacher in the past few years.