Mu Wan: "..."
The wound on the back of my left hand is already a bloody mess, and at this moment, my heart is shattered.
I can't... even think about the wound on my hand anymore.
Mu Wan tugged at the corner of her lips.
Wu Jingjing, you can be satisfied now.
"Let... Jian Ran go, Qin Mu has already made his choice, Wu Jingjing, you must keep your promise."
Mu Wan's voice was terribly hoarse, her beautiful eyes falling on Jian Ran not far away, eyes reddened.
"Ranran... help me take care of Mom..."
Jian Ran: "..."
Mu Wan's words sounded more like farewell words.
Jian Ran pressed her lips together, already unsure of what to say, her cherry lips pursed tight, trying to speak, but her throat was terribly hoarse.
No...
Jian Ran could only keep shaking her head, over and over.
No...
...
The next moment... before Jian Ran could say anything, she saw Wu Jingjing lift the button in her hand and press it directly.
"Mu Wan, you have only one minute left."
Mu Wan: "..."
