Luo Anning heard many girls whispering, mostly talking about Mo Qiange...

He is such a handsome guy that he is the center of attention wherever he goes.

Sitting down opposite him, Luo Anning asked, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"No, we just arrived a while ago." Mo Qiange pushed the brown paper bag in his hand in front of her: "This is all Mo Xiyan's information, take a look."

After asking the waiter to order a mocha, Luo Anning opened the brown paper bag and started browsing casually.

Mo Qiange looked at her with interest and said jokingly: "Mo Xiyan is Young Master Rong's first love. She is from City B. Her parents are divorced and her mother works alone in City B. She came to City S to study in high school because of her cold and unapproving personality. Hi, I don’t have many friends.”

Luo Anning flipped through the information in his hand and chuckled: "I can tell."

Mo Xiyan prides herself on her aloofness, and does have a sense of indifference and alienation in her character. When she saw Mo Xiyan, it was probably because she was in front of Rong Yan that she smiled so brightly and even her whole person softened. stand up.

Mo Qiange leaned back, leaning all his weight on the back of the chair, and slowly picked up the coffee and sipped it: "Mo Xiyan is also a strong woman. When she was with Young Master Rong, she was not complacent and thought that she was a strong woman. Once you get into the big tree of Mr. Rong, you can be the mistress of Mr. Rong without any worries. She worked extra hard in her studies, and many professors praised her for her medical talent. This was the reason why she broke up with Mr. Rong later. "

Luo Anning's eyes fell on the information on the last page, her fingertips tightened slightly, and she said calmly: "It's because of her humble background that she decided to study medicine with her teacher in order to be worthy of Rong Yan. Rong Yan If she didn’t agree, she used breakup as an excuse to leave.”

Mo Qiange chuckled and tapped her fingertips on the table: "An Ning, it seems that your love rival is not that easy to deal with. You have to be careful."

Luo Anning sorted out the information and put it into a brown paper bag, curling her lips disdainfully: "If the soldiers come to cover up the water and the soil, I don't believe she can still snatch away my man. But... if she really has to go away with a gun, like this Man, it’s okay if I don’t want it.”

Mo Qiange's eyes darkened, and circles of ink slowly filled in. After a long time, he said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Insightful!"

Luo Anning raised her delicate chin proudly, "Of course!"

This proud little gesture made Mo Qiange laugh. After a while, he jokingly asked: "An Ning, do you like Young Master Rong?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the fingertips holding the coffee cup tightened invisibly, and his eyes seemed to be exploring her face.

Luo Anning's eyes widened in surprise: "Did I show it so obviously?"

As he spoke, he touched his face suspiciously.

She indirectly admitted that she still fell in love with Young Master Rong after all. Yes, she should have guessed it earlier, right?

Ever since she agreed to marry Mr. Rong without saying a word or saying hello, he had already had this realization, hadn't he.

She will eventually belong to someone else, bear someone else's surname, and become someone else's wife.

But when I heard her admit that I liked her, I still couldn't help the tightness and pain in my heart...

Mo Qiange curved the corners of his lips and revealed a warm smile. The bitterness spread in his heart. He turned his head and looked out the window, his voice trembling slightly: "Your eyes can't tell lies."

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