This is also why, in those years when the relationship between Mo Dong and Mo Jiashuo was at its worst, Mo Jiashuo meticulously managed the company.
Because it was the only thing left by her mother.
She couldn't...
She couldn't let him lose the company after taking away his mother.
"If only you could always hate me..."
The faint female voice slowly dissipated into the air.
Outside the window, the last sliver of sunset had set, leaving the room in darkness and silence. Tang Die stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the starry sky.
Tears, unnoticed, had already filled her eyes.
In the end, they still couldn't be together...
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Mo Jiashuo slowly woke up.
He turned his head to look at the woman standing by the window.
The day had broken, and her soft, slender figure looked extremely delicate.
Like a plant growing in the cold.
