Then he went to his own room, only to find that Gu Yixuan was already standing inside her bedroom.
He was holding the photo frame by her bedside and glanced at it casually. It was a picture of her with Mo Yan, as well as their dad and mom, taken together. It was the only family picture that remained.
"Is this you when you were little?" the man asked, pointing to a little girl in the photo who had two pigtails and was clinging closely to another girl who was a bit taller, smiling brightly.
"Yeah, the one beside me is my sister."
Gu Yixuan of course knew that was Mo Yan, the Mo Yan in the photo looked very arrogant, with a smile that carried a commanding air, just like how she used to be.
He looked at it with some displeasure and put the photo frame back in place. He began to look around the small bedroom, which was less than ten square meters.
"Looking at that photo, your family seemed to have had a pretty good life before. Why live in this kind of house now?"
Mo Ran's hands paused, "There's nothing wrong with this house; I find it very comfortable."
"What about your parents?"
Mo Ran's hands paused again, "They've passed away."
"Oh." The man nodded, his voice showing none of the apology that should come from asking the wrong question. It was as if he and Mo Ran were only discussing today's weather.
When they returned to the hospital, as Mo Ran got out of the car, he pulled her aside to instruct, "I'll come pick you up tonight."
Mo Ran felt somewhat perplexed. It wasn't until his car had left that she suddenly realized, she seemed to have agreed to some request of his the day before...
In an instant, all the blood in her body ran cold. Agreeing to be his woman last night had been coerced, not at all of her own volition.
She wondered if it was possible to go back on it?
When Mo Yan woke up, she was in a terrible mood, crying all the time and refusing to answer any of Mo Ran's questions. Left with no choice, Mo Ran could only keep comforting her.
Mo Ran really wanted to know why Mo Yan had offended those people. But Mo Yan didn't want to bring up the matter at all.
After the incident, Mo Yan could no longer work at 'Night Charm,' which made her cry for a long time. Mo Ran, however, thought that not working there was a good thing; if it hadn't been for that job, she wouldn't have ended up beaten like this.
"Sister, I think we should call the police," Mo Ran said, feeling increasingly unable to swallow the indignity. "They beat you up like this; I can't stand it."
As soon as Mo Yan heard this, she shook her head frantically, "No! We can't handle them. Calling the police will only make them come after me again. Ranran, please don't call the police, your sister begs you."