"Exactly! Don't let me see her, every time I do, I'll tear her face apart!"
Mo Yan shrank her neck when she heard this.
She communicated with her eyes to Mo Ran: See, I told you they'd go after me.
Mo Ran was also worried, thinking that if they really weren't reasonable, there was nothing they could do.
The elevator reached the sixth floor, and after that couple left, Mo Yan and her group quietly walked out.
"Ranran, I'm too scared to go in. Can you take the fruit in for me?"
"Worried they'll go after you?"
Mo Yan looked distressed, "Yes, you just heard it. That woman said, every time she sees me, she'll tear my face apart. How could I dare to see her? You go, after all, this matter doesn't involve you, they won't do anything to you."
Mo Ran thought it made sense, what if Mo Yan went in and they became even more agitated?
Better for her to test the waters first.
"Alright, you wait here for me, I'll be back in a jiffy," she nodded.
"Mhm, I'm counting on you."
