Qian Lan held tightly to Mo Zichen's hand. It turned out, they had so many misunderstandings between them.
She couldn't imagine what would have happened if she hadn't moved apartments. Perhaps, they would have missed out on each other - forever...
That night, Qian Lan cried for a long time. By the time she fell asleep, the sun was already up.
As usual, Mo Zichen helped her prepare some water to wash her face. But, it didn't take long before there was a commotion outside the room. Mo Zichen looked outside and saw the Qian Family had found their way to the hospital and were demanding to see Qian Lan.
From Mo Zichen's memory, this family had extreme favoritism for the rich and controlled their daughter like bloodsuckers.
Previously, when Father Qian was the mayor, this was rather obvious. But, now that they had been dragged off their high horse, they had to lay low.
