Mo Ran clearly didn’t believe her, "If you didn’t remember, how could you have recognized Gu Yixuan at first glance? I only understand now what you meant when you said ’I didn’t expect it to be him’."
"I only remember him, not what happened at that time. It was all trivial matters; my memory isn’t that good."
"If you don’t tell me, I’ll just go ask Gu Yixuan myself. He’ll tell me everything anyway."
"...Mo Ran, you’re threatening me!" Mo Yan clenched her teeth, "Fine, I’ll tell you."
Rather than having Gu Yixuan spill those embarrassing stories, it was better for her to say it herself.
Mo Ran slightly smiled, knowing that tactic would make her cave in.
Mo Yan recollected and started, though begrudgingly, to recount what happened back then.
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The Gu family’s house was vast, beautifully decorated, and looked good everywhere, much better than the Mo Family’s.
Even though their Mo Family was wealthier than the Gu family, it was incomprehensible how the Gu family seemed to enjoy life better.
"So, you’re Miss Mo Yan. I really didn’t expect it; you look just as beautiful as a princess."
As she was boredly nibbling on some food, a young boy’s voice rang out.
At that time, the nine-year-old Mo Yan, with her carved facial features, wore a princess hairstyle, donned a pink princess dress, and a pair of white leather boots; she indeed looked quite fetching.
She liked it when others admired her, especially handsome boys.
The boy in front of her was handsome, with phoenix eyes that were elongated, always glinting with a twinkling smile.
"Hello, my name is Gu Yicheng." The boy extended his hand toward her.
Children from wealthy families were already well-versed in these social niceties.
Mo Yan shook his hand briefly. She had picked up a mousse cake on her plate and smiled, "So you’re the Gu family’s eldest son. Hello, it’s a pleasure to meet you." The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the ⓝovelFire.net
Gu Yicheng’s gaze drifted to Mo Ran in the distance, who was wearing a white princess dress, her large eyes open wide and nestled against her mother, quiet and timid.
"Is that your sister?"
"Yes, her name is Mo Ran."
"She looks very cute too," Gu Yicheng smiled.
Mo Yan looked over; Mo Ran’s simple expression indeed was adorable, but she didn’t like others praising another girl in front of her.
At once, her fondness for Gu Yicheng diminished by more than half.
Gu Yicheng noticed her subtle change in attitude and smiled faintly, "But still, you’re the cutest."