Don't change the subject.

Wen Ran's eyes widened in shock, she couldn't believe what she was seeing, staring at the handsome and aloof features of the man in front of her.

For a moment, her mind was in chaos.

She didn't understand why Mo Xiuchen was so angry, and what he meant by the phrase he just said, 'He is not...'

Wen Jin was not only her brother but also her only kin. How could she distance herself from her brother just because she was married?

She pressed her lips tightly, trying to reason with him, "Mo Xiuchen..."

Mo Xiuchen suddenly turned around, buckled his seat belt, and started the car.

Wen Ran's words got stuck in her throat and she couldn't utter a sound for a moment.

A wave of sorrow welled up within her. In her office that afternoon, he had said that even if they found the little girl who saved him years ago, he would never let go of her hand.