Mo Yan's greed for money wasn't something new.
Her repeated attempts to marry Gu Yixuan weren't either. Did she so desperately want to be acquainted with wealthy people and live the high life?
Even at the expense of her sister's happiness?
The more Mo Ran thought about it, the sadder she became, her eyes reddening. Had she not held back with all her might, she might have already burst into tears.
The atmosphere was silent and tense.
Unable to bear this mood, Mo Yan stood up restlessly and said, "I'm going to sleep, you should go to bed early too."
Suddenly, Mo Ran stood up in front of her, staring and demanding, "What else are you hiding from me?"
"What do you think I am?!" Mo Yan retorted guiltily.
"Sis, tell me, what else have you done? Don't let me find out on my own, it would make me very sad."
"That's it! Just this one thing!"
"Really? Then tell me, what is your purpose?" She wanted to believe that she did it for her own good.