Cold-hearted Inkapos

Ruan Mo looked out the car window at the heavy rain, her head leaning against it. “Mo Zan, I miss you.”,Right now, I want him to be with me, to cuddle in his arms...,Ruan Mo knew this wasn't honesty, nor was it a reluctance to lie. It was simply laziness, because in Mo Zan's heart, he had never truly considered her as his wife.。