Chapter 633 Hatred can never be cleared away

Moreover...his mother should be the eldest mistress of the Mo family. Who dares to kill such a person?

"Haven't you heard of the word?" Mo Nanjue raised his eyebrows slightly, "Revenge."

"I've heard of it, but?"

"As the name suggests, revenge is about avenging hatred," his eyes were dark and unclear, "If the hatred can never be cleared away, what's the use of taking revenge?"

"..."

Hate can never be cleared away... What kind of hate should that be?

Tong Ran looked at him blankly, tears still rolling down from the corners of his eyes, "When did your mother... die?"

The man knew what she was going to ask, and he was afraid that Tong Ran wouldn't be able to bear it if he kept talking. "You want me to talk about the acupuncture, and I've already finished talking."

"But……"

"You woman, why do you keep crying all the time?"

Mo Nanjue glanced at her, and the man changed the subject, obviously not willing to talk any more. He stretched out his hand to grab her face, pulled her towards him, and then brought his thin lips together, bit by bit, removing all the traces of her tears.

Kiss cleanly.

His lips were cold, but the kiss was hot. It was both ice and fire. It was an extremely tender and affectionate kiss, but Tong Ran didn't have the strength to respond.

She remained motionless and allowed him to kiss her, her whole body still in extreme shock and unable to recover.

He has such a prominent family background, and the Mo family is extremely powerful, but as the heir, his childhood was so cruel and bloody...

No, that cannot be said to be childhood, it was just a fight between wealthy families...

The winner is king, the loser is buried.

Mo Nanjue usually didn't talk much, and what he said tonight was almost the same as what he usually said for most of the month. Tong Ran sat on the edge of the bed, and the man stepped back after the kiss and leaned back again.

She lowered her eyes and stared at him. If he hadn't said it, she would have never imagined that such a heavy shackles were buried under his appearance and status as a proud emperor!

She never knew that those large and powerful families had such cruel and cold-blooded survival rules!

Tong Ran moved, and her jade-like slender fingers gently touched his handsome eyebrows. She had never felt so sorry for him, "Mo Nanjue...it hurts, right?"

"It doesn't hurt," the man looked into her eyes and raised the corners of his mouth, "This is my life, I've long been used to it."

"Life……"

Does such a master have to pay such a high price for his first-class life?

Tong Ran pursed her lips and turned away. Mo Nanjue thought she was going to the bathroom to cry again, so he frowned, "You woman, you can't calm down..."

Before he finished speaking, Tong Ran suddenly turned around, leaned down, put his arms around his neck, and hugged him tightly.

Mo Nanjue was startled for a moment, his handsome face was pressed on her shoulders. No woman had ever hugged him like this before. In the impression, this was the only way he hugged her. He raised his hand and tried to put it down several times.

At her waist, in the end, it still hung down.

He didn't move, just let her hold him like this.

Tong Ran's cheek was pressed against his short hair. She reached out and stroked his back, patting him very lightly. Her voice was gentler than ever before, "Mo Nanjue, it's all over. Don't think about it again in the future."

Okay, forget all this..."

The man's back stiffened.

This woman...is comforting him?

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you to say this, I shouldn't have asked you to recall these things, it's my fault..."
Chapter completed!