"Do you care about him that much?" Mo Nanjue stared intensely at her small face, "Between him and me, who is more important?"
Tong Ran was taken aback, not understanding why he asked this, "Mo Nanjue, are you even jealous of my uncle?"
The man felt inexplicably anxious, a fear he couldn't quite explain swept over him. She valued family so much, not to mention, Luo Tingsong wasn't really her blood-related uncle.
If she knew...
Mo Nanjue reached out to grip her shoulders, his dark eyes cold as ice, "Tong Ran, answer me."
"I don't understand what you're talking about..."
"Between Luo Tingsong and me, choose," the man lowered his head, his nose touching hers, "Who do you choose?"
Tong Ran's eyes were blurred with tears, she turned away, "Why do I have to answer such a question..."
"You must," Mo Nanjue pinched her chin, "Tell me, who do you choose."
