Mo Shao, please don't be sentimental

"That night, I was chased by the Buano family and fled there. At that time, the aorta was bleeding. If you hadn't stopped the bleeding in time, my life might have been gone. However, I was taken medicine at the time, plus I have injuries on my body and weak willpower, so I ignored your begging for mercy..." Mo Yuhan's voice trembled, "I'm sorry..."

Lin Ranzhu's body trembled violently.

From just now, she felt strange, she never told anyone about this matter, why would Mo Yuhan know.

However, because she was too shocked, she didn't think about the reason carefully.

After all, even though it was raining, she was not necessarily the only pedestrian on the road.

If someone happened to see it, it happened to let Mo Yuhan know. Although it was a coincidence, it was not impossible.

However, even if there were witnesses, it was impossible to see where the man was hurt on such a rainy night.

Except herself, and that man.

And in what she said just now, she didn't mention the specific injury, so...

impossible, impossible...

Lin Ranzhu subconsciously shook his head.

She really couldn't associate that man with Mo Yuhan.

Seeing her like this, Mo Yuhan felt even more painful, and immediately looked at her in pain and said: "I'm sorry, everything is my fault. After that night, I immediately asked someone to find out who you are, but that private detective The ghost is so obsessed that I let Cheng Ziyi pretend. So, I spent all the compensation on her these years, but I don't know that you have suffered so much silently."

Lin Ranzhu was completely stunned.

Mo Yuhan always said that Cheng Ziyi was his savior, but because she hated Cheng Ziyi and because she didn't want to know too much about their past, she never asked.

As a result, it turned out to be like this?

Subconsciously took two steps back, and couldn't help but break free from Mo Yuhan's hand.

The man she loves the most turned out to be the man who hurt her the most, how can she accept this?

Mo Yuhan panicked, worried about the fear of losing her, so he was about to pull her back immediately.

However, Lin Ranzhu took a few steps back in a panic, with a strange look in his eyes that he had never seen before.

Mo Yuhan's movements stopped suddenly.

Lin Ranzhu, are you afraid of him?
Sad, heartbroken, beyond words.

Finally, Lin Ranzhu said, "I'm sorry, my mind is messed up, let me be quiet."

After speaking, he opened the door and ran out.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the evening was like a dark day.

The heavy rain is pouring, and it can make people drenched in a second.

Today's rain is heavier than that night's.

"Get in the car." Suddenly, a car stopped beside her, and then, a forcefully dragged her, who was in a trance, into the car, and then drove away.

Behind him, Mo Yuhan who hastily chased after him happened not to see a single figure.

"It's you?" Lin Ranzhu who got into the car came back to his senses, and looked at the driver in surprise.

The handsome Italian looked at her and sighed: "Where is your home? I'll take you back."

Lin Ranzhu was silent for a moment.

Her home is Mo Yuhan's villa, but with her current mood, she can't go back.

"If you don't want to go home, I don't mind if you go to my place." Seeing her silence, the handsome Italian guy opened his mouth understandingly.

Lin Ranzhu was taken aback, then quickly shook his head and said, "No, please take me to my grandmother's house, the address is..."

"Okay." The Italian handsome guy's eyes darkened, and he readily agreed.

It is not easy to drive a car on such a rainy night, the sight is obstructed, and it is difficult to identify the road, especially for a foreigner who may not be familiar with the road.

But the handsome Italian guy didn't even use the navigation, so he parked the car directly at the door.

If it was normal, Lin Ranzhu might find something, but now her mind is full of memories and reality intertwined, and she doesn't care about so much at all.

"Thank you." Lin Ranzhu nodded at him, then opened the door and got out of the car.

But before taking two steps, she felt that there was an umbrella on top of her head. She turned her head to look in surprise, but she heard the handsome Italian guy say, "It's raining heavily, I'll take you back first."

Lin Ranzhu wanted to refuse, but he thought that there were only a dozen steps left before the door, so he let him hold an umbrella for himself and walked to the door.

"Thank you so much today." Lin Ranzhu twitched the corner of his mouth at him, but the stiff smile was not much better than crying.

The handsome Italian guy's eyes darkened, and he suddenly said, "I'm all wet now, can I go in and have a cup of hot coffee?"

Lin Ranzhu was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously looked at him.

Seeing that his upper body was basically completely soaked, he thought it was all because of himself, so he nodded numbly.

"Sorry, this is my grandma's house. There is no coffee, only Pu'er tea. I wonder if you can get used to it." After entering the house, Lin Ranzhu boiled some water with a kettle and made him a cup of tea.

The handsome Italian guy happily accepted it: "I like Chinese Pu'er very much."

As he said that, he held the lid of the cup in a dignified manner, and pushed the tea leaves on it to the side, before taking a sip slowly.

That appearance, if one ignores his pure foreigner appearance, people will not think that he is a foreigner at all.

What's more, he still speaks such fluent Chinese.

However, Lin Ranzhu is not in the mood to explore these things now, but just took a towel from the side and handed it to him: "Sorry, I don't have any suitable clothes for you here. My grandfather passed away, so you might mind his clothes."

"No." The handsome Italian smiled, "I don't care about these things. On the contrary, I am very grateful that you can lend me grandpa's clothes."

"Really?" Lin Ranzhu was taken aback. In that case, she simply took out a cotton T-shirt and a coat from the closet, "If you don't mind, just put them on and go back. Over there is the bathroom."

It's just a change of shirt. In fact, there is no need to go to the bathroom, but Lin Ranzhu is obviously avoiding something by saying this.

The handsome Italian raised his eyebrows, and then obediently walked into the bathroom, and came out after changing.

"The tea is delicious and the clothes fit well, thank you."

Lin Ranzhu smiled slightly: "Then you should pay attention to safety on the road."

Standard seeing off guests, needless to say, I know what it means.

The handsome Italian smiled and shook his head: "Linleah, take a good shower and sleep, if any man makes you sad, leave him."

After speaking, he opened the door and prepared to leave.

But outside the door, Mo Yuhan stood there like a drowned chicken, very embarrassed.

But a pair of eyes looked at Lin Ranzhu with determination and burning.

"As long as I live, I will never let you leave me."

The face of the handsome Italian fell suddenly.

The gentleness on Fang Cai's face instantly turned into a bone-piercing blade of ice.

"It turns out that you are really tired of living."