Chapter 152 Your Home is My Home

Wen Ran looked at him and couldn't help but complain, "Why are you talking so much today?"

"What, you don't want to talk to me?"

"That depends on what it's about."

The man snorted coldly, his gaze sizing her up, his words conveying a subtly probing sense, "Your Brother Mo Bei, when you were young, his family moved away—you must have missed him a lot, right?"

She countered without answering, "Why are you asking this?"

"Just getting to know Mrs. Fu's past, what's wrong with that?"

"..."

Seeing her not responding, he continued to press, "Did you miss him? He always protected you when you were young; he must have been the hero of your childhood memories. Your feelings for him are quite special, aren't they?"

Of course they were special; Brother Mo Bei was her childhood playmate, the eternal first love in her heart, even whiter than Jiang Wan Ning was in Fu Chenlie's heart.

But she wouldn't tell him that.

Yet, for some reason today, this man was being incredibly stubborn.