"Yeah, unlike you, who sold your heart and still counts money for others."
"Get lost!"
Mo Nanjue chartered a plane for the four of them. Chen An was worried about him, thinking that if anything happened halfway, it would be truly regrettable.
Moreover, he hadn't been home for many years, so this trip was a good chance to visit and inquire about the treatment for innate muscular dystrophy.
Tong Ran was sleepy as soon as she boarded the plane. She leaned against the man's shoulder, and when she woke up, the plane was just landing.
Mo Nanjue pulled her up. "We're here."
Tong Ran was groggy. She rubbed her eyes. "So soon."
"Like a pig."
Mo Nanjue helped her put on her hat. "The weather here is very dry, don't get sunburnt."
Tong Ran nodded. After getting off the plane, a car came to pick them up. Tong Ran couldn't sit still and fell asleep again.
Mo Nanjue reached out to hold her, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.
