"Tomorrow afternoon at two, let’s meet at People’s Park, I have something I want to tell you," Tang Song said in a tone without much fluctuation, which sounded strange.
There was some static on the phone, and Mo Ran didn’t pay much attention to it, "What is it that you want to tell me?"
"Let’s talk about it when we meet tomorrow. You must come, understand?"
It must be something important, and Mo Ran replied earnestly, "Mm, don’t worry, I will definitely be there."
"All right then, see you tomorrow."
"Okay, see you tomorrow." After hanging up, Mo Ran started to plan how he could slip out tomorrow. Find the newest release on novel·fiɾe·net
When Gu Yixuan came back in the evening, Mo Ran had already gone to bed early. He stood at her door for a while before eventually retreating to the secondary bedroom in dejection.
The next morning, Mo Ran had not gotten out of bed, and Gu Yixuan had breakfast downstairs. As he got up to leave, he looked up at the upstairs.
Mo Ran seldom slept in. The fact that she had not come down yet meant she definitely did not want to see him.
A flash of dullness crossed his eyes, and then he drove out to the company.
Only when she heard the sound of the car moving away did Mo Ran leisurely go downstairs.
"Miss Mo, would you like breakfast now?" The old lady asked with a smile.
Mo Ran handed her a list and said, "Old lady, could you help me buy these things? I want to cook dinner tonight."
The list she made out had a lot of food on it, too much for one person to carry back.
The old lady handed the list to Li Lan and Huang Xiaoli, telling them to go buy it.
Then Mo Ran sat down for breakfast, and after Li Lan and the others had left, she said to the old lady, "Old lady, the weather is nice today. Why don’t you take the quilts from my room out for some sun?"
After some thought, the old lady agreed that the quilts in her room indeed needed airing, but she was a bit worried that Mo Ran might sneak out.
Gu Yixuan had instructed her to keep an eye on Mo Ran at all times, not allowing her to go out alone.
Standing there hesitating, the old lady watched Mo Ran eat her breakfast as if nothing was amiss. Mo Ran, noticing her inaction, looked at her and asked in confusion, "What’s wrong?"
"Miss Mo, you shouldn’t go out alone. Even if you need to go out, you should wait for me to accompany you, understand?" The old lady still voiced her concerns, feeling it necessary to make it clear to her, lest she be unaware.
Mo Ran let out a cold laugh and said dismissively, "Old lady, I am a person, not a prisoner. There’s no need for you all to watch me all the time. Even if I want to leave, you can’t stop me. Staying here is my own decision, and I wouldn’t leave without a word."