"In a few years, you will have lost your youth, how will you start over? I think, if he doesn’t object, you should just marry him. Even if you don’t love him, it doesn’t matter, marrying him means a lifetime of not worrying about food and clothing."
"Sis, I don’t want to stay by his side, I will not be with him," Mo Ran said earnestly.
"But have you ever thought, when you’re older, there won’t be many options left!" Mo Yan said anxiously.
Mo Ran shook her head indifferently, "It doesn’t matter, I don’t care whether I can get married or not. After all, I’m not alone, I have you, don’t I?" Updates are released by novel·fire·net
"Are you determined not to be with Gu Yixuan?" Mo Yan asked again.
"Yes," Mo Ran replied with certainty.
She understood very well what kind of person Gu Yixuan was, he was terrifying and incapable of true affection, she didn’t dare to be with him.
Moreover, he had hurt her, the things between them couldn’t just be easily dismissed.
If she could forget the coercion from Gu Yixuan and be with him, then she would have lost all her dignity, she would despise herself.
In short, it was absolutely impossible between them!
Mo Yan saw her determination and her brow furrowed slightly, almost imperceptibly.
No, she couldn’t let Mo Ran leave Gu Yixuan.
Even though Mo Ran didn’t love Gu Yixuan and had become his woman only to save her. But now that she was his woman, she should hold on to him tightly, not let him slip away.
What an excellent catch Gu Yixuan was, many women in W City wanted to get close to him and never had the chance. If Mo Ran didn’t cherish him, she would cherish him for her.
As long as Mo Ran stayed with Gu Yixuan, the life of the two sisters would be very good in the future...
"Ranran, stay with me for dinner this afternoon. I don’t have much appetite eating alone," she suddenly changed the subject.
Mo Ran thought about it and nodded, "I’ll let Gu Yixuan know. Sis, what would you like to eat this afternoon, I’ll cook it."
"I want to eat dumplings, go buy some dough and filling from the supermarket and make them," she said.
"Hmm, I haven’t had dumplings in a long time either." Mo Ran checked the time and said, "I might as well go now, it’s getting late."
"Alright, go ahead," Mo Yan nodded and then took out two hundred yuan and handed it to her, "The supermarket is just downstairs, don’t bring anything else to avoid the hassle."
"Okay," Mo Ran took the money, grabbed her keys, changed her shoes, and left.