Upon hearing the news, Mo Xiuchen's eyes flashed with something strange.
He gently pursed his thin lips, looking down at the burn on his right hand, and the memory of Wen Ran's worried look surfaced again.
She held his hand, turned on the cold water tap, and washed the area where he was burned. Then, she gently applied the ointment to the wound. Her actions were all instinctual and gentle...
"Actually, Ranran didn't want me to tell you it was her who told me this. But I know, it's impossible to hide it from you, so I told you honestly. Mo Xiuchen, don't look like that, it makes me feel guilty," Gu Kai said.
Gu Kai looked at the silent Mo Xiuchen, whose handsome brows furrowed slightly.
Mo Xiuchen was about to say something, but he was interrupted by the sudden ringing of his cell phone.
He pulled out his phone, narrowed his eyes at the incoming call, pressed the answer key, and calmly answered, "Hello."
