<strong>Chapter 817: Chapter 818 Why Are You Avoiding Me 2</strong>
He slightly parted his sensual thin lips and looked at her deeply, “You’re right, I like you. From the first moment I saw you, I was interested.”
That’s true, though the first time he saw her was in a photograph.
Mo Ran widened her eyes slightly, but her heartbeat remained unchanged, very calm.
“Mr. Yuan, I’m married.”
“I know you’re married. Who said that being married means no one else can pursue you?”
It’s not about regtions or stiptions; it’smon sense, a universally epted principle all around the world.
To pursue someone who is married is called an affair, and that person is known as the third party who ruins someone’s family happiness.
Mo Ran chewed on these words in her mind but never spoke them aloud.
She stood up and ced the money on the table, “Sorry, I have to go now.”
Forget it, it’s better not to stay with him, better not to continue this conversation.
As she walked past him, Mo Ran’s wrist was suddenly grabbed by him. She frowned slightly, “Let go!”
Fujiwara Ize turned his head to look at her, his stunningly beautiful face captivating, a slight smile at the corner of his mouth softened his features, making him look even more charming and dazzling.
Someone like him, inmon pance, is so handsome that it’s overwhelming, so beautiful that it’s breathtaking.
No matter which woman, even the most virtuous, would be moved by him, reluctant to look away,pletely absorbed.
“Mo Ran, I know I shouldn’t pursue you. But feelingse without warning, and I can’t control them. I know you won’t ept me right now, but I believe that one day, you will fall in love with me.”
His voice was sexy and deep, pure without a single trace of noise, like a clear spring flowing through a person’s body.
Mo Ran looked at him calmly, facing his beauty, allure, and sincerity, without feeling moved at all.
She forcefully withdrew her hand, her tone indifferent, “Then let me make it clear to you, don’t like me because I will never have feelings for you, Mr. Yuan. Let’s not meet again in the future. For allpany matters, you can find my sister.”
After saying this, she walked out of the café with steady and unhurried steps.
Fujiwara Ize squinted as he watched her back, then stood up and followed her.
Mo Ran reached out to hail a taxi, but a ck Mercedes stopped in front of her, and the door automatically opened.
“Get in the car, I’ll take you.” Fujiwara Ize said to her.