827 You should be nicer to me, even nicer

Mo Xiuchen's words, "Ranran, can you stay in G City?" made Wen Ran's heart tremble!

A surge of warmth suddenly welled up in her heart, moisture glimmering in her watery eyes as she lightly pursed her red lips, unable to speak.

He hoped she would stay.

He wanted to be closer to her, even if she was unwilling to return to his side, he could still watch her from a short distance.

In each other's eyes, they clearly saw the tender affection for each other, and for a moment, time seemed to stop. In their gaze, one was sorrowfully hesitant, the other patiently waiting.

He didn't force her aggressively but asked, his tone undisguised with the hope that she would stay, "Ranran, would you consider my proposal, please?"

Accustomed to Mo Xiuchen's dominance, Wen Ran couldn't bear to see him drop his pride like this; her heart felt as though it was being tightly clenched, indescribably painful.