"Mo Chen…?"
Mo Roulan whispered questioningly after hearing Xun Weilan mentioning Mo Chen.
She could feel the sweat soaking her back completely as she seemed to remember the fact that Mo Chen also had O-negative blood group.
Xun Weilan's son…he was around Mo Chen's age.
Many possibilities suddenly flashed inside Mo Roulan's mind. Possibilities of what Xun Weilan's next words would be.
Each possibility only made her heart grow colder.
She didn't even know what exactly she was feeling.
Was it too hot or too cold?
Mo Roulan's lips went dry as she saw that Xun Weilan was about to open her mouth. She suddenly wanted to run away and not hear what Xun Weilan wanted to say next.
Somehow she had an inkling that it would break down her in the worst possible way.
However, she stayed there. Perhaps it was her legs who didn't listen to her or perhaps it was her mind who had stopped working altogether.
