Although they both knew clearly, she was, after all, the Second Young Madam of the Mo Family. Whether she was forced or not, she was also the woman Mo Nanjue married.
Most importantly, she was her sister...
Tong Ran couldn't describe her feelings, and it would be a lie to say she wasn't uncomfortable, but she couldn't say anything.
She hadn't asked Mo Nanjue about his past with Su Qingtian...
She didn't want to hear it, afraid that knowing would make her sad and continuously troubled. People are like that. It's okay not to know, but once you do, it becomes a constant pain and you can't stop thinking about it.
Since it's in the past, let it stay in the past.
A trace of warmth suddenly came from her lips...
The man leaned closer, gently pressing against her wound, "Does it still hurt?"
"...No, it doesn't hurt anymore."
