The former Mo Ran was like a spring; the more you suppressed her, the more she would bounce back.
Now she was like a tuft of cotton; when you hit her, she had no reaction whatsoever!
What Gu Yixuan liked was her stubbornness, her pride. And now? She had lost it all; his interest in her was dwindling by the day!
He glanced at her sharply and then turned away indifferently. He had to consider whether to let her go or not.
Before going to bed at night, Gu Yixuan had not returned. Mo Ran woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of him opening the door.
She closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep, feeling Gu Yixuan lying down beside her, exhausted. After a moment of silence, he turned off the light and turned his back on her.
In the darkness, Mo Ran opened her bright, sparkling eyes; a flash of excited thrill passed through her heart.
She could smell Perfume on Gu Yixuan, the kind of Perfume that only women wore.
He had gone to see another woman tonight!
