The message content is "Ranran, I love you!"

Wen Ran's nose felt sour, and tears filled his eyes instantly.

She stared at the words: Ranran, I love you.

On those lingering nights before his memory, he often whispered in her ears, sometimes calling her name only: Ranran, Ranran...

Sometimes, I confess over and over again: Ranran, I love you.

But then, it was the same as now.

Xiu Chen has lost his memory now. He doesn't remember their past, and he doesn't know how much he loved her, and gave all his life for her.

Although I had heard him say that tonight, she was still moved to tears when confessing her love in words. Her heart was like a huge wave, wave after wave, eroding every inch of her nerve ending...

With his words "Ranran, I love you", she could no longer have the courage to go to City C alone. She wanted to stay and stay for him.

Whether it is the way of an ordinary friend, or just to live in the same city with him, breathe the same air, and have an occasional encounter at any time, she doesn't want to leave anymore.

I had enough of separating him from the two places, and I had enough of thinking about him so much that I wet my pillowcase.

Mo Xiuchen did not send a message again, and Wen Ran did not reply to his message. She didn't know how to reply, for fear that the message she sent would hurt his heart if she accidentally did.

She pursed her lips and found Cheng Jia's number and blocked it.

In the past, she kept her number to get some news about Xiu Chen from her, even if she deliberately sent it to hurt her heart, she knew it.

But now, no need.

She didn't want to hear Cheng Jia's voice again, and didn't want her to remind her of those vows every now and then.

To put it more selfishly, Wen Ran doesn't want to do this for the rest of her life. She wants to defeat herself. I hope that one day she will not care about those vows and will not only have such a relationship with Xiu Chen now.

**

Cheng Jia's hand was broken.

Her feet have not yet fully recovered and she has injured her hands again.

It was really unlucky to get home. On the way back from the hospital, Cheng Jia kept thinking about how to get back this revenge today.

She told the woman her name, but she didn't know what the woman was named. The more she thought about it, the more she regretted it, and felt that she was too impulsive today.

They were all stimulated by Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran, and they didn't even know who the other party was, so they were eager to find her to cooperate with Wen Ran.

She has only two ways to go now, either she suffers this secret loss and only treats her as a lesson once. Or she will go to see that woman tomorrow night, and in the future, she will always be able to repay tonight's revenge.

Cheng Jia thought about meeting Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran in the mall tonight, and her anger was really hard to calm down. When she returned home, she immediately called Mo Jingteng.

The phone rang several times, and then Mo Jingteng's voice came coldly: "Hey!"

**

Mohist

After Mo Xiuchen took a shower, he came out of the bathroom and knocked on the door outside.

He wiped his hair with one hand and strode over to open the door. The door opened, and Mo Zixuan stood outside.

Mo Xiuchen looked at him lightly, asked, "What's the matter?" Then he turned around and walked into the house.

Mo Zixuan looked at his tall back, pursed his lips, walked into the bedroom, closed the door with his backhand and said, "When I came back just now, I heard the old man talking on the phone with Cheng Jia. Seeing that he looked bad, Cheng Jia didn't know what he said again."

Mo Xiuchen paused his hand while wiping his hair, turned his head, and looked at Mo Zixuan with sharp eyes: "Chen Jia calls him?"

"Yes." Mo Zixuan nodded. He just heard it when he entered the living room.

Mo Xiuchen sneered coldly and said indifferently: "Cheng Jia can't do anything except sow discord. I'll wait for him to come to me later."

He threw the towel that had been wiped from his head aside, took two steps to the dressing table, picked up the comb and combed his hair simply, pointed at the sofa, and asked Mo Zixuan to sit on it.

Seeing that he didn't care, Mo Zixuan frowned and sat down on the sofa, staring at Mo Xiuchen, who seemed lazy and leisurely, but invisibly exuded noble and elegant temperament. Although he was unwilling to admit it in his heart, he had to admit it.

This man just stands there simply, giving people a powerful aura that cannot be ignored. That temperament is something he can never learn.

He is indeed better than him. He will never surpass Mo Xiuchen after his whole life. Perhaps, this is why Wen Ran fell in love with Mo Xiuchen.

Seeing Mo Xiuchen put down his comb and walked to the sofa to sit down, Mo Zixuan calmed down, pursed his lips, and said stiffly: "I know you are not afraid of the old man and Cheng Jia, but Cheng Jia is a woman who does everything he can. The old man is not a kind person. They can't do anything to you, but they can do whatever he wants to do."

Mo Xiuchen's deep eyes suddenly narrowed and he looked straight at Mo Zixuan sharply: "Does he want to move?"

If Mo Jingteng dared to touch his Ranran, he promised that even if he was his father, he would not show mercy.

Mo Zixuan was shocked by the cold and cold aura that suddenly came out of his body. His eyes flashed, and then he replied: "This is just my guess. I was very angry when I saw the old man. He already knew about you and Ranran being together today."

"What else did he tell you?"

Mo Xiuchen asked straight to the point.

Mo Zixuan was stunned. Mo Xiuchen saw through it. His face changed. Under his cold gaze, he had nowhere to hide. He had to truthfully convey what Mo Jingteng said to him just now to: "He said, Ranran seduced you, Cheng Jia met you two and went shopping in the mall together. He also asked me if I wanted to pursue Ranran."

Mo Xiuchen's eyes were instantly cold, and his facial features also condensed into a layer of coldness. "If you don't pursue Ranran and can't stop me from being with her, will he have to get rid of Ranran?"

Word by word, as cold as a knife.

After Mo Xiuchen heard Gu Kai tell him everything, he lost all the father-son relationship with Mo Jingteng. The man who once gave birth to him but hurt him ruthlessly wanted to kill the woman he loved.

He Mo Jingteng was simply a dream.

He had no chance to hurt Ranran before, but from now on, he would never give him another chance.

"Yes." Mo Zixuan nodded. He was a little scared by Mo Xiuchen. He felt that the temperature in the room suddenly became ice, and the coldness penetrated his heart.

"You don't have to be too angry. You sent two bodyguards to protect Ranran before. From now on, just let them continue to protect her."

Mo Zixuan hesitated and advised.
Chapter completed!