777 Wen Ran, I'm begging you

Wen Ran just looked at her coldly, without uttering a word.

Seeing that Wen Ran was indifferent, Cheng Jia suddenly squeezed out two tears and said sorrowfully, "You don't know how sad I was when I saw Mo Xiuchen lying alone in the hospital bed, not even knowing who he was. Such loneliness and desolation. Wen Ran, Mo Xiuchen has lived once for you, even almost lost his life, are you still not satisfied?"

"I also love Mo Xiuchen, my love for him is no less than yours, during those days in D Country, I devotedly took care of him, hoping every day that he would recover soon, I didn't dare to disobey any doctor's orders, and I was even more afraid of Mo Xiuchen getting infected after surgery…"

"Wen Ran, I beg you, don't tell Mo Xiuchen about your past. He doesn't remember you now. As long as you don't appear in front of him, he will never remember you, nor will he remember his unpleasant past, including his childhood soaked in hatred."

Wen Ran was slightly taken aback.