Mo Roulan came out of her trance when she heard the ringtone of the phone.
It was He Jian's phone but the latter didn't care enough to even check who it was.
His whole attention was on Mo Roulan whose face looked abnormally pale.
Mo Roulan, however, didn't even raise her head to look at him. She might not accept it but she was scared.
She was scared to see the disgust in He Jian's eyes that she had seen in her past life.
She was afraid that it would break her yet again.
And hence she told herself that it was better than Shen Yiling did it. Now He Jian would surely ask her to get out of his life.
He would no longer bother her because all his feelings would disappear after this and he would only hate her.
Mo Roulan calmed herself down with these thoughts. Her head was still lowered and she said in an emotionless voice.
