"I can't erase the past and the pain it caused you, but from now on, I won't let anyone hurt you again. I won't let anyone who has hurt you before go unpunished." Jun Mochan's gaze was icy and fierce.
"But..."
"Even if it's my own family, they're not an exception." Jun Mochan, as if he knew what she was about to say, interrupted her directly.
Ye Ranran didn't feel happy at all. Instead, she was filled with sorrow.
The memories and people that she had deliberately forgotten surfaced again in front of her.
Jun Mochan's relentless persistence left her with no way out.
Either she would be reborn from the ashes, or she would never recover.
"Ranran, you know my nature. I can't let you go." Jun Mochan held her tightly.
He left her no choice.
"Jun Mochan, you're the one who forced me to stay. If I go to hell in the future, you will have to follow me there." Ye Ranran pushed him away.
Jun Mochan's hand reached the zipper on her back, pulling it forcefully, her dress falling off.