Chapter 7

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The show would only begin its official recording tomorrow, and it would cover all expenses of clothing, food, accommodations and transport. These would unfortunately have to be covered by the artists themselves today. Fortunately, the hotel they were staying in was a luxurious one, and as long as they registered their room card, they would be able to enjoy complimentary food and drink, as well as be able to use the hotel’s hot spring services.

The artists refused to accept these services because the hotel wasn’t high-end enough for them. Gu Ran was a poor person, however, and had no complaints.

After eating her fill at the hotel’s cafeteria, Gu Ran took her card up to the hot spring services located at the top of the building.

Gu Ran could only use the public baths, since the double-glassed VIP baths weren’t open to them. She didn’t particularly care about it.

She was only taking a soak in the hot springs, and she would still be getting a soak no matter what bath she ended up in anyway.

Fortunately, it was early in the morning and there weren’t many people here to soak. Gu Ran could openly occupy a whole bath and happily laze in it for over an hour. She felt all the fatigue melt away from her body, and her face was flushed red from the heat of the spring.

She shook her head. If she continued soaking, she might actually faint. Shrugging on a bathrobe. she tied a bow around her waist and got up to leave.

There was only one elevator going down from the hot spring center. Gu Ran had just entered the elevator and was about to close the door when someone stopped it from closing. She looked up and froze on the spot.

This is… Mo Yancheng?

Was she seeing things?

Mo Yancheng had not been expecting to see Gu Ran here.

The two of them met each other in two completely different cities over the span of two days. Their fate ran really deep.

Nodding slightly in greeting, Mo Yancheng strode into the elevator.

The elevator door slowly closed, and Mo Yancheng and Gu Ran were the only ones in the small space. The elevator was supposed to be pretty spacious, but Gu Ran felt quite claustrophobic to the point where she found it rather difficult to breathe.

After a while, Gu Ran’s breathing became more panicked. She belatedly realized that this was not a psychological effect, but rather, a warning sign from her body.

“Oh!”

Gu Ran felt her vision blacken and her body go slack. Right before she collapsed onto the ground, Mo Yancheng grabbed her waist from beside her, steadying her frame.

“Miss, are you alright?”

Gu Ran had already passed out and was incapable off answering Mo Yancheng’s question.

Mo Yancheng’s brows knit together tightly. With a split second decision, he laid her down flat on the ground and pulled her collar down slightly, before placing both hands over her chest to start giving her chest compressions. .

After a few times, Mo Yancheng lowered his head again, pressing his ear to her chest to examine her heartbeat. After a moment, he lifted her chin, hesitated for a moment, and proceeded to cover her lips with his before gently breathing air into her.

“Cough! Cough!”

Gu Ran slowly blinked her eyes open. The visage of a man’s face invaded her vision and expanded infinitely, and the shadow of being assaulted flashed past her mind. Consciously, she rammed her head against the offender.

“Oh!”

Mo Yancheng was caught off guard by this attack and felt his nose go numb from Gu Ran’s attack He lost his balance and fell to the ground haphazardly.

Gu Ran clambered in a panic, grabbed his collar tightly, and glared warily at the man before her. “What do you want!”

After a while, Mo Yancheng felt the pain recede from his nose, and slowly got up. With irritation, he snapped, “You passed out! The elevator is only this big – I performed chest compressions on you.”

Gu Ran stared at him for a long time, as if determining the truth in his statement.

“You… you were really just doing chest compressions?” Gu Ran found it hard to wholly believe somebody after everything she had gone through to cast heavy trauma over her heart.

Mo Yancheng sighed, but did not get angry again.

Pointing at the surveillance camera inside the elevator, he said, “If you don’t believe me, I can accompany you to check the surveillance cameras.”