Wen Ran shook her head, making an effort to maintain her smile, "Brother, there's no reason. Don't overthink it."
Wen Jin sighed once.
In the end, he let go of her hand, "Alright then, since you don't want to say anything, I won't ask. But Ranran, if you don't want to live there alone, just come home."
Wen Jin knew that if Wen Ran didn't want to say anything, he would not be able to get anything out of her.
**
That day, she had plenty of work to do and Wen Ran didn't have time to think about Mo Xiuchen, let alone to be sentimental or sad.
At noon, she entertained a client with Wen Jin.
In the evening, Qing Feng and Qing Yang came to pick her up from work. After having dinner at home, Wen Ran went upstairs, took a shower, sat on the couch, ready to continue watching her show.
Her phone rang, seeing who was calling, her eyebrows and eyes instantly softened with warmth and joy: "Hello!"
"Ranran, have you had dinner yet?"
