Before they knew it, a few days had passed. That day, as the two chatted, Mo Yan brought up Yang Tao, whether intentionally or not.
"Ranran, do you know? I heard that the relationship between Yan Ruyu and Yang Tao has become increasingly strained lately." Mo Yan said casually while eating fruit.
As Mo Ran was peeling an apple, her movements paused as she remembered the scene from the last time she saw them together. Their relationship indeed seemed very tense.
"I don’t know about these things," she said indifferently.
Mo Yan glanced at her, then added, "I’ve heard that Yan Ruyu is planning to divorce Yang Tao. Yang Tao disagrees; they’re at a deadlock now. I really can’t understand why Yang Tao won’t agree. Yan Ruyu controls him so tightly, he could be free if he left her."
Mo Ran didn’t reply and continued peeling the apple.
Seeing that she got no reaction, Mo Yan nudged her with her elbow, probing, "I bet Gu Yixuan knows the insider story. Why don’t you ask him when you go back?"
Setting down the apple in her hand, Mo Ran looked at her seriously and said, "Sister, whatever is going on between Yan Ruyu and Yang Tao has nothing to do with us, and you should stop thinking about Yang Tao too. He’s not right for you."
Having her true feelings exposed by Mo Ran, Mo Yan’s face colored with embarrassment.
She lowered her gaze, speaking lightly, "You make it sound so easy, but he was my first man. You can’t just forget someone like that."
Mo Ran was surprised. "You’re still thinking about him? Sister, surely you haven’t fallen for him."
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"What’s there to like about someone like him! He’s fickle, heartless. Don’t you know that? When you were in trouble, he didn’t even offer a word of concern. Sister, wake up. He’s really not someone you can entrust your life to. Besides, he has a wife..."
Mo Yan turned her head away with a dim expression, her voice slightly hoarse, "Then tell me, I gave my purity to him, besides him, who else can I think about? In this state, which wealthy man would marry me? Ranran, I know he’s bad, but to each their own. I don’t mind his faults, really..."
Mo Ran listened, speechless. Mo Yan had set her heart on Yang Tao, and now nothing said to her could change her mind. In truth, from the very beginning, she should have never gotten involved with that man.
Her current plight was the bitter fruit of her own making.
"Sister, there are many things in life worth our affection. Maybe you’ll understand in the future, wealth cannot replace everything."