"Ranran!"
Seeing Wen Ran crying silently, Bai Xiaoxiao felt a tightening in her heart and immediately stopped speaking.
Wen Ran's body slightly trembled, with tears sliding down her cheeks. The silent and suppressed tears, were more heartbreaking than any full-blown cry could be.
"Ranran, I won't say anymore, don't be sad, don't cry your eyes out."
Her eyes were already swollen to a frightening extent, and if she continued to cry, it would genuinely terrify Xiaoxiao.
A few months ago, when her parents passed away, Bai Xiaoxiao had seen Wen Ran this heartbroken. Now, seeing her in such distress again, her heart felt as if it was being cruelly squeezed, making breathing difficult.
Wen Ran raised her head, taking the tissue that Bai Xiaoxiao handed her. Wiping her tears, she sobbed, "Xiaoxiao, you didn't say anything wrong. I love Mo Xiuchen, I love him very much."
Bai Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and looked at her intently.
"Because I love him, I must divorce him."
