Chapter 37 I want to go back to school

As he spoke, he leaned down and touched Tong Ran's slightly hot forehead with the back of his hand, "Until you die of shame and anger because you are ashamed of me, do you understand?"

"You-" Tong Ran stared at him with wide eyes, unable to speak for a moment.

Please, if she would die of shame and anger because she was ashamed of him, wouldn't Mo Nanjue have to foam at the mouth, twitch his hands and feet, and bleed to death?

She thought for a while, but still didn't say these words.

Forget it, she didn't have the energy to argue with him anyway, and there was no need to talk to an asshole.

If you accidentally offend him, you don't know how much suffering you will suffer.

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During dinner, Tong Ran stared blankly at the small bowl of plum porridge in front of him.

In front of Mo Nanjue was a large table of rich Western food.

The dishes are complete and have everything you need.

The man took a sip of the pre-dinner soup gracefully and looked at her sideways, "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Are you burning up?"

"..."

Tong Ran curled his lips and said after a long time: "I don't really want to drink porridge."

When she was a child, she loved eating porridge so much that her mother would hold her and sit on her lap every day, blowing on her and feeding her, while telling her stories.

Since her mother passed away, she rarely eats porridge.

"If you don't pretend to be sick, Butler Zhou will prepare porridge for you." Mo Nanjue said coldly.

Isn't it just a bowl of porridge? This woman needs to look like she's about to cry. He bullied her?

Tong Ran glanced at him. It seemed that it was completely impossible to communicate with him, so he had to pick up the spoon beside the bowl and stir the porridge.

If it hadn't been for his gift, would she have become like this on her own?

"If you don't want to drink it, don't drink it."

Seeing her hanging her head and saying nothing, Mo Nanjue suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, "Come here."

"Ah...it hurts!"

Tong Ran bit her lower lip, raised her head angrily while covering the back of her hand that had just received an intravenous drip, "What are you doing? This is a restaurant, where do you want me to go?!"

Her face was flushed because of the fever. Mo Nanjue's eyes flashed. He took the bowl and scooped up a spoonful of porridge, then handed it to her lips and said, "Open your mouth."

"..." Tong Ran didn't understand why he was so nice all of a sudden, but she was definitely not used to him feeding her like this. She pursed her lips and looked away, "I'll do it myself."

The man said coldly, "Don't force me to find something to pry your mouth open."

"..." Another threat!

Tong Ran reluctantly curled his lips, then opened his mouth and drank the porridge he handed over.

It tastes really good... She's not feeling well yet, so some porridge is just right.

The man scooped up another spoonful and handed it over.

She raised her eyes to look at him, not understanding his behavior, "Why do you suddenly want to feed me?"

Mo Nanjue's handsome face was cold, and he didn't even raise his eyelids when he heard this, "I'll tell you if you beg me."

"..." Who knows!

Tong Ran didn't speak again, and the atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly darkened. The man didn't mind it and fed her the entire bowl of porridge.

Mo Nanjue placed the empty bowl on the table. Tong Ran wiped the corners of his mouth and lowered his eyes, "Thank you."

"I don't like verbal thank yous."

"..." Just pretend she didn't say anything.

"Have a good rest," Mo Nanjue took a sip of the coffee in front of him and glanced at her, "If you get sick again, I will skin you."

"..." Is there any inevitable connection between illness and peeling?!

Tong Ran put her hands on the edge of the table. She looked down at the smooth marble tabletop, a little dazed, "I want to go back to school."

Since she knew she couldn't escape, she had to at least fight for what she could.

Such as freedom, such as hope.

Mo Nanjue took a newspaper and read it. Hearing this, he didn't even raise his eyelids, "No."

"Why not?" Tong Ran moved back, "I am a student of Nanyin, so I have to go back to class."

She didn't have such a good life as him, and she had endless money waiting for him to squander it every day.
Chapter completed!