The color drained from Wen Ran's face as she heard Shen Yuting's words!
Shen Yuting was a smart woman. Seeing the ashen look on Wen Ran's face, she didn't need an answer to know the truth.
Before coming, she was somewhat angry at Wen Ran for hurting Mo Xiuchen, angry at her cruelty, angry at her for receiving Mo Xiuchen's love but not cherishing it.
But, at this moment, not only had the last trace of her anger disappeared into thin air, she also felt a pang of sympathy for Wen Ran.
"I understand now."
After a long silence, she said softly.
"Sister Ting, don't tell Xiuchen."
The pain in Wen Ran's eyes slowly faded like retreating waves, leaving behind crystal-clear eyes filled with deep concern.
Shen Yuting's nose tingled as she nodded, "Alright, I won't tell him. But Ranran, how did you find out? Was it Fu Jingyi who told you again?"
