Mo Xiuchen raised his handsome eyebrows and looked at her curiously, "Ranran, you said you didn't pity Cheng Jia. Why are you so concerned about her?"
Wen Ran hesitated. In the depths of Mo Xiuchen's searching gaze, she sighed and said, "I was just wondering if those thugs bullied Cheng Jia just because she was unlucky, or if it was an intentional warning because she offended somebody."
"Oh? Who did she offend?"
This piqued Mo Xiuchen's curiosity even more.
During his absence, had something else happened that made Ranran care so much about Cheng Jia? Mo Xiuchen thoughtfully watched Wen Ran, his gaze fixed on her clear, beautiful face.
Luo Haofeng was also interested by the topic and, grinning with intrigue, asked, "Wen Ran, do you know who Cheng Jia offended? You're not suggesting that it was you, are you?"
As he spoke, he glanced sidelong at Mo Xiuchen, a teasing edge to his voice.
