The person on the other end of the line did not respond to her words and remained silent. After waiting for a while, Mo Ran hung up the phone.
Between them, perhaps they were doomed to only have a torturing bond, only to miss each other...
"Bang——" In Gu Yixuan's study, a series of deafening noises rang out.
Like a raging lion, he smashed everything. Even the huge desk was destroyed.
The grandmother listened from downstairs, terrified, not knowing what had made him so angry.
But she knew it must have something to do with Mo Ran.
She had noticed that Mr. Gu had fallen in love with Miss Mo; anything related to her could severely affect his mood.
In the past, he was never like this; he always stayed calm, indifferent, giving people a sense of impenetrability.
Even when his mother died, he didn't display much emotional fluctuation, merely pursing his lips without speaking.
