"Ranran, did Jiang Liu call you?"
Shen Yuting asked anxiously as soon as she answered the phone, not bothering to hide the urgency in her voice.
Wen Ran told her Jiang Liu's current address, which turned Shen Yuting's anxious tone into one of joy, "Ranran, I was right to look for you. Jiang Liu refuses to answer my calls, but he's willing to see you."
Hearing this, Wen Ran couldn't help but frown, "Sister Ting, if Jiang Liu doesn't want to see you, it's probably because he's too heartbroken."
"You're right, Ranran, I hurt him," Shen Yuting's voice suddenly turned sad, making one's heart tighten, "In the past, I always thought that I didn't like him. The reason I liked him was because he had a face similar to Mo Xiuchen's, and his gestures had a hint of Mo Xiuchen's demeanor."
Wen Ran's brows knitted even tighter, feeling slightly surprised.
She hadn't expected Shen Yuting to say these things to her and didn't know what to say at the moment, so she kept silent.
