Tong Ran didn't move as memories surfaced in her mind, a warm bed with no turning back, comforting yet trembling, Luo Xiao turned around and held her in his arms, "Xiao Ran... cry it out."
Tong Ran felt all the strength in her body being drained. She closed her eyes, her small face resting against Luo Xiao's chest, tears flowed freely, "Why did it turn out like this... I don't understand why Uncle did this, wasn't his relationship with Dad really good?"
Luo Xiao's hand fell lightly on her back.
Mo Nanjue stood to the side, with ridicule overflowing at the corners of his eyes. He didn't deny that his concealment of this matter from Tong Ran was selfish, he knew if Tong Ran found out, she would surely feel guilty towards Luo Xiao given her nature.
But what if there was no selfishness?
