"One is your bodyguard, and his duty is to protect you, even at the cost of taking a bullet." Even if one day he died, she shouldn't be surprised.
Such words might seem cold and ruthless, but reality isn't a fairy tale, it has always been cruel.
He hoped she understood this principle.
"If you can't face it, then I'll consider sending you away until..."
"No, I won't go. I can handle it, I can face it." Ye Ranran interrupted Jun Mochan urgently.
Her complexion was still pale, the shock still present in her eyes, but slowly she let go of Jun Mochan's hand, and her spine gradually straightened.
"I can do it, I can stand by your side." Ye Ranran slowly repeated.
Jun Mochan's eyes were full of heartache, "Ranran, you…"
"Don't send me away, I won't go, I won't go anywhere else but by your side." Ye Ranran, fearing he would say something she didn't want to hear, covered her ears with her hands.
