City C
"Ranran, why didn't you answer Mo Xiuchen's call yourself?"
Bai Xiaoxiao hung up the phone and handed back the phone to Wen Ran, her voice tinged with concern.
She obviously knew the reason but she felt sorry for Wen Ran and didn't want her to suffer this way.
Wen Ran managed a weak smile, placing her phone on the coffee table. Mo Xiuchen's call had come in when she had just arrived back at the apartment with Bai Xiaoxiao, with Qin Mu heading directly to the company.
At this moment, it was only her and Bai Xiaoxiao in the living room.
Wen Ran held her phone, a flash of struggle in her eyes, and said softly, "Xiaoxiao, I made a vow not to be with Mo Xiuchen. Before, he didn't know who I was, didn't know the relationship between me and him, I still held a bit of hope, maintaining contact with him as a stranger."
"Ranran?"
Bai Xiaoxiao uttered her name with a tone full of heartache.
