Everything was normal; the world hadn’t turned upside down.
Stretching out a hand, she pinched her own thigh hard—pain shot through her, confirming this was not a dream.
Mo Ran waited for a while but didn’t hear his voice, so she tentatively called out twice.
Gu Yixuan suddenly coughed and asked in a serious tone, "What are you doing?"
He had wanted to ask her out to eat together...
"What have you been busy with recently? Why haven’t you been answering the phone?" He still wanted to know about that.
"Haven’t been busy with anything, just didn’t feel like answering the phone," Mo Ran said indifferently. There was no need for him to know about her issues with Tang Song.
Gu Yixuan slightly curled his lips, his voice carrying a hint of amusement, "Is it because Tang Song hasn’t had time to be with you lately, so you’re in a bad mood and don’t want to answer my calls?"
The reason he said this was that he had orchestrated a host of tasks to keep Tang Song so busy that he had no time to spend with Mo Ran.
"Heh!" Suddenly, he scoffed, "What does it have to do with me if he’s made you unhappy! Do you really want him that much by your side? Weren’t you always so lofty, claiming you could live well on your own? Now you can’t do without him? Aren’t you being a bit too spineless..."
"Gu Yixuan," Mo Ran, feeling helpless, interrupted him, "in the future, it’s better you don’t call me anymore."
Having said that, she hung up the phone.
The moment she had started to treat him a little nicer, he began to overstep his boundaries. If she treated him any better, who knew how high he might raise his tail.
The phone rang again as he called back, but Mo Ran simply turned off her device.
The next morning, she didn’t have to work, so she called a moving company and quickly moved out her belongings.
Arriving at her new place, she only arranged the bed and left other items piled in the corner to be sorted out later.
Confirming she didn’t have to go to work for the following week, Mo Ran shut off her phone, planning not to communicate with anyone.
With so many things happening to her in the past few months, she wanted some peace and quiet by herself, without Gu Yixuan, Mo Yan, or Tang Song.
Just her alone—no, along with the child in her womb.
The child was almost two months old; she didn’t know what it looked like yet and decided to find time to go for a check-up at the hospital.
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Tang Song couldn’t find her, neither could Gu Yixuan.