Mo Qianyan did not cling to Lu Yinfeng.
He still wanted to win over Lu Yinfeng, just not as desperately as before.
"Then I'll be leaving first." Mo Qianyan stood up and said gently, "Yinfeng, if you need anything, just contact me. I also want to compensate for the harm I caused you in the past."
Mo Nanze's eyes showed utmost sincerity, and Lu Yinfeng gradually believed that he had repented after suffering.
If that was really the case, Mo Qianyan deserved a chance to start over.
After Mo Qianyan left, Lu Yinfeng did not want to wait a second longer and hurriedly called Mo Nanze.
The call did not connect.
This was what Lu Yinfeng had expected.
These days, Mo Nanze had become more than just a little distant from her.
Lu Yinfeng sighed deeply, suppressing the discomfort.
It was too late today; she would go to the hospital to find him tomorrow.
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