The Canary that couldn't escape

Chapter 631

Chapter 631: Chapter 632: The Boy Who Sat in a Wheelchair Back Then 3

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Mo Ran clearly didn’t believe her, "If you didn’t remember, how could you have recognized Gu Yixuan at first

glance? | only understand now what you meant when you said ‘I didn’t expect it to be him’."

"I only remember him, not what happened at that time. It was all trivial matters; my memory isn’t that good."

"If you don’t tell me, I'll just go ask Gu Yixuan myself. He'll telleverything anyway."

"...Mo Ran, you're threatening me!" Mo Yan clenched her teeth, "Fine, I'll tell you."

Rather than having Gu Yixuan spill those embarrassing stories, it was better for her to say it herself.

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Mo Ran slightly smiled, knowing that tactic would make her cave in.

Mo Yan recollected and started, though begrudgingly, to recount what happened back then.

The Gu family’s house was vast, beautifully decorated, and looked good everywhere, much better than the Mo

Family's.

Even though their Mo Family was wealthier than the Gu family, it was incomprehensible how the Gu family

seemed to enjoy life better.

"So, you're Miss Mo Yan. | really didn’t expect it; you look just as beautiful as a princess."

As she was boredly nibbling on sfood, a young boy’s voice rang out.

At that time, the nine-year-old Mo Yan, with her carved facial features, wore a princess hairstyle, donned a pink

princess dress, and a pair of white leather boots; she indeed looked quite fetching.

She liked it when others admired her, especially handsboys.

The boy in front of her was handsome, with phoenix eyes that were elongated, always glinting with a twinkling

smile.

"Who are you?"

"Hello, my nis Gu Yicheng." The boy extended his hand toward her.

Children from wealthy families were already well-versed in these social niceties.

Mo Yan shook his hand briefly. She had picked up a mousse cake on her plate and smiled, "So you're the Gu

family’s eldest son. Hello, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Gu Yicheng’s gaze drifted to Mo Ran in the distance, who was wearing a white princess dress, her large eyes

open wide and nestled against her mother, quiet and timid.

"Is that your sister?"

"Yes, her nis Mo Ran."

"She looks very cute too," Gu Yicheng smiled.

Mo Yan looked over; Mo Ran’s simple expression indeed was adorable, but she didn’t like others praising another

girl in front of her.

At once, her fondness for Gu Yicheng diminished by more than half.

Gu Yicheng noticed her subtle change in attitude and smiled faintly, "But still, you're the cutest."