Bab 684: 683, Mo Xiuchen, I miss you.

A certain sourness rose in Wen Ran's heart, and the grip on her phone unknowingly tightened. She pursed her lips, gazing up at the sky, stars twinkling like crystals. Their shimmer reminded her of her longing for him, a feeling beyond measure.

"Mo Xiuchen, I miss you!"

The words of longing slipped past her lips before she even had the chance to think.

Soft and melancholic, like a gentle breeze, her words traveled through the phone to reach the ears of the man miles away. Silence filled the phone, followed by the deep and magnetic voice of Mo Xiuchen, tinged with a hint of hoarseness, "Ranran, I miss you too."

"I met Liao Dongxing tonight."

His voice paused, preempting her desire to see him, he changed the topic. His tone was much colder, so different to his previous words of wanting her.

A sharp sting spiraled through Wen Ran's heart.

"Really? How did the discussion go? Did he tell you where Fu Jingyi is?"

She asked with deep concern.