Wen Jin didn't believe in Mo Xiuchen's promise. This concerned the lifelong happiness of his dearest sister, and he couldn't be careless, let alone let her get hurt again.
He scoffed coldly, saying:
"Nice words you have there, promising not to hurt Ranran, what about your life-saver, Cheng Jia? No women by your side before, wasn't because you were sick but because your heart was taken, you didn't even touch Ranran after being married for so long not because of anything else, but because of Cheng Jia, right?"
Mo Xiuchen's eyes fluctuated, his thin lips pressed into an indifferent line.
The atmosphere in the sickroom suddenly turned tense.
Wen Jin's words were something Mo Xiuchen couldn't deny completely. Not because he had any feelings or ideas about Cheng Jia, but because of the result he had people investigate...
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