Chapter 122 The Rift Between Best Friends

Ye Ranran was taken aback, quietly watching the woman in front of her, with tear-streaked cheeks like pear blossoms drenched in rain.

At this moment, dark clouds were densely gathered over her heart, and a storm seemed imminent.

How could she put it? She constantly remembered the favor she owed and spared no effort in repaying it.

But repaying the favor on her own initiative was a completely different feeling from being begged and cried at to do so.

Ye Ranran couldn't quite put her finger on what exactly this feeling was; it was just very uncomfortable, as if hands were squeezing her throat, coercing her.

"Ranran, I will never fall in love with anyone else in this life. Ah-Chen and the child are my life! Now that Ah-Chen doesn't want me, my life has no meaning."

"You don't want to see me die, do you? If you help me marry Ah-Chen this time, you won't owe me anymore. We'll be even, okay?" Tang Siqi held Ye Ranran's hand, tears slipping out onto the back of Ye Ranran's hand.