Gong Shaoming had been guarding the door of Mo's Manor every day for the past month but had not seen anyone. Now that he finally saw someone, how could he let go so easily.
An Moran's cold attitude made him even more uneasy, and he would never give her another chance to push him away.
"Gong Shaoming, have you had enough trouble? Your fiancée is Xu Aizhen, not me! I am not the woman you come to comfort whenever you think of me. You will only let me listen to your explanation and let me believe you. How much do you believe? It’s difficult, do you know?!”
An Moran, who originally tried his best to stay calm, finally couldn't control his emotions and collapsed completely.
Even if she told everyone that she had given up, she still couldn't hide it from her heart that kept throbbing in the middle of the night.
Without Gong Shaoming, it's like a hole has been cut out in the heart, and nothing can be done to patch it up.
"Ranran, listen to me, I didn't..."
"Gong Shaoming, let go of Xiao Ran!"
When Gong Shaoming was about to tell An Moran that he was not engaged to Xu Aizhen at all, Mo Ran's cold voice suddenly sounded outside the door.
Shengsheng interrupted their conversation.
His sharp eyes fell on Gong Shaoming's figure hugging Mo Ran, and his eyes narrowed, reflecting a dangerous light.
An Moran immediately stretched out his hand to push Gong Shaoming away, but Gong Shaoming hugged him tighter.
"Mo Ran, you are just her brother. You have no right to interfere with her love life. Things between us will be resolved by ourselves. There is no need for you to be troublesome..."
"boom--"
Before Gong Shaoming finished speaking, Mo Ran had already punched his handsome face.
"Someone is coming!"
Mo Ran shouted coldly, and several burly men immediately appeared outside the door, obviously the bodyguards he had prepared long ago.
Also appearing together were the servants who An Moran had ordered to rest.
At this moment, I looked at the chaotic scene in the room with somewhat hazy eyes, and I was a little unable to react.
However, when he met Mo Ransen's cold gaze and wanted to know that he had made a mistake, he didn't even dare to say a word, and stood directly beside An Moran, taking good care of the eldest lady.
"Gong Shaoming, for the sake of the palace elders, I won't argue with you. Today is the Mo family's banquet. If you don't respect yourself again, I will make you pay the price!"
After Mo Ran finished speaking, he didn't give Gong Shaoming a chance to react. With a look in his eyes, the two bodyguards immediately stepped forward, dragged Gong Shaoming out and threw him out, slamming the door shut.
Four people stood guard in front of An Moran's room, so that not even a fly could fly in.
"..."
An Moran watched Gong Shaoming being punched by Mo Ran and then dragged out by the bodyguards. He frowned and tightly held the hem of his skirt to prevent himself from going up to plead for mercy.
He watched Gong Shaoming disappear before his eyes, and then turned his attention to the angry Mo Ran.
Looking at the livid Mo Ran with some embarrassment, he cautiously opened his lips and said, "Brother, you..."
"Brother, it's okay. Did it scare you too much?"
Mo Ran turned around, the livid expression on his face immediately dissipated, a gentle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he walked to An Moran's side.
"I know you can't let him go, but brother doesn't want you to be hurt in any way. Gong Shaoming got it too easily and he won't cherish you. Promise brother, don't let go until Gong Shaoming is unable to control the entire Gong family. It has nothing to do with him."
His sister, he wanted to give An Moran the best in the world, how could he tolerate Gong Shaoming's repeated injuries.
