Mo Xiuchen, with his handsome, clean-cut features and detached expression, glanced at the medicine in his hand, then looked up at Wen Ran. He said softly, "Ranran came with me, so it's enough for both of us."
The one in Shen Yuting's pocket suddenly clenched tight.
As he spoke, his voice was low and gentle, answering her question, but his gaze was fixed to the side on Wen Ran.
"Ranran, you're so good to Xiuchen."
Shen Yuting tried to make her smile look natural, warm.
She suppressed the deep-seated envy of Wen Ran from the pit of her stomach, even though she was her cousin. She couldn't stop herself from being jealous of her happiness.
The depth of her love for Mo Xiuchen was equal to the effort needed to control her jealousy towards Wen Ran.
Yesterday, after hearing Gu Kai talk about Wen Ran's situation, she even felt a bit despondent. Because Gu Kai said that Wen Ran's situation wasn't that terrible, taking medication could cure it.
