บท 707: No one believes you

There was a moment of silence from Cheng Jia on the other end of the phone.

When she spoke again, her voice was full of grievance and restraint: "Mo Xiuchen, you don't care about your own health, but I can't ignore it. If you think I don't want to return home, you're wrong. I want to go back even more than you do. Maybe once back, you could gradually remember the past and wouldn't treat me so coldly…"

Hearing Cheng Jia's grievance and restraint over the phone.

Mo Xiuchen felt a wave of irritation.

With his good looking brows furrowed, he coldly interrupted her: "Alright, stop talking."

"Mo Xiuchen!"

It seemed that Cheng Jia was about to cry.

This call of 'Mo Xiuchen' seemed to accuse him of his attitude towards her.

It was also a hint of sadness that he had forgotten her, mixed with her infatuation for him.

Mo Xiuchen raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, "Don't book the plane ticket yet!"

**

G City Airport