Even if I never marry, what happens when I’m old?
All alone, without a single relative, life must be so bleak.
The more Mo Ran thought about this, the more fragile she became, the sadness on her face growing more evident. She suddenly felt so helpless. Who would save her, save her future...
"What’s wrong?" a voice suddenly sounded by her ear. Startled, she turned her head and locked eyes with Gu Yixuan.
She had been so immersed in her sorrow that she hadn’t even noticed when he came back.
Caught off guard, all the helplessness and pain in her eyes were exposed to him.
Gu Yixuan’s eyebrows furrowed slightly as he asked in a deep voice, "What’s happened?"
She rarely showed her vulnerable side in front of him, so seeing her , Gu Yixuan was a bit surprised. Deep down, he felt a slight discomfort, as if pricked by a thorn.
He really wanted to reach out and cover her eyes so he wouldn’t be thrown into disarray by the sadness in her gaze.
"It’s... it’s nothing..." Mo Ran replied absently, shaking her head while subconsciously gripping the document in her hand.
Gu Yixuan glanced at it, and with just a quick look, he saw what the document was about. Snatching it from her, he quickly scanned it and then his gaze fell back onto the fabric on the table.
Picking up the fabric with his fingers, he touched it slightly, and a layer of fine powder immediately coated his fingertip.
His eyes slightly narrowed as he asked, "Is this fabric from the dance costume?"
Mo Ran was surprised. How did he know?
Seeing her not responding, Gu Yixuan confirmed his guess, "Who tampered with it, spraying Fiber Corrosive Agent on the costume?"
If the concentration of this agent was too high, it could corrode human skin. Essentially, its effects were similar to sulfuric and nitric acid, though not as potent.
Mo Ran shook her head, "I’m not sure if it’s her."
"Ming Xue. That day, I borrowed her Perfume. Apart from her, I can’t think of anyone else tampering with the costume." As she spoke, she suddenly stopped and said indifferently, "Of course, it’s also possible that you did it."
Yes, why hadn’t she suspected Gu Yixuan? His suspicion was just as great. What if she was wronging Ming Xue?
Gu Yixuan reached out, pinched her chin, and forced her to look into his eyes. His gaze narrowed dangerously, "Do you still suspect me?"
Mo Ran felt that arguing with him over something wasn’t worth it, so she calmly looked down and said. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by novelFirｅ.net