The phone rang again; it was still Tang Song calling. She dared not answer, biting her lip and glancing at Gu Yixuan.
The man had his arms crossed, watching her coldly, "Where do you plan to meet him?"
Mo Ran lowered her gaze and said nothing, gripping the phone tightly.
"What’s wrong, being with me and still wanting to stay connected with him?" he said sarcastically. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ NovєlFіre.net
Mo Ran looked up, her expression detached, "Don’t worry, since I’ve said I would be your woman, I will definitely do as I said. I want to meet him just to make things clear."
"Then make it clear over the phone, why do you have to meet in person."
"It can’t be made clear over the phone."
"I think you just want to see him one more time because you haven’t given up on him," Gu Yixuan pointed out the fact.
Mo Ran’s face turned pale, and she did not deny it. She did indeed want to see Tang Song again...
"Answer the phone, make it clear to him, right here in front of me. You know what you have to do," Gu Yixuan’s face lost the only smile it had, and he spoke coldly.
Mo Ran knew she had to do as he said. She couldn’t defy this man anymore; she didn’t want something bad to happen to someone close to her again.
The phone kept ringing, as if it wouldn’t stop until she answered.
Mo Ran took a deep breath, ready to answer the call, when Gu Yixuan snatched it and switched on the speakerphone.
What was he trying to do? Eavesdrop on their entire conversation?
"Hello, Mo Ran? Why did the call drop just now? What are you doing? Why haven’t you been answering the phone? Has something happened?" Tang Song’s voice came from the phone, asking many questions in a single breath, revealing his anxious state of mind.
Mo Ran glared at Gu Yixuan, took the phone, and put it to her ear, saying indifferently to him, "Tang Song, don’t call me again in the future. We’re not suitable for each other."
Even through the phone, she could imagine the stunned expression on Tang Song’s face at the other end.
After two seconds of silence, he asked in a deep voice, "Why are we not suitable? I think we’re quite suitable, weren’t we fine before? Why suddenly say such things? Is it because I haven’t called you these last two days? I’m sorry, I’ve really been very busy during this time. When I thought to call you, it was already late at night, and I didn’t want to disturb your rest, so I didn’t call. Mo Ran, let’s meet, I really want to see you tonight."