Chen An and him said the same.

But his intuition told him that her hand injury would never be that simple.

But the next thing I wanted to say and question and doubt was that the man was forced to go back when he saw the tears in the corner of her eyes.

Now for him, maybe how to hurt him is not the most important thing. The most important thing is when will this damn woman get better?!

He didn't want her to feel so painful, because he felt upset when he saw her like this!

It is probably because she looks so pitiful!

Mo Nanjue stared at her with a heavy gaze. After a while, he reached out and hugged her in his arms, patting her big palms behind her, "Don't think about those messy things, keep your hands first."

"I can't raise it well..." Tong Ran lay in his arms. He had already calmed down his sadness slightly. After being patted by his palms so lightly, he actually felt like he wanted to cry even more. She thrust a few times. "Chen An said, I can never play the piano again...Mo Nanjue, I am a useless person."

Tong Ran suddenly wondered, would he feel embarrassed?

The love of Mo Nanjue is actually a half-dead person.

If you tell it, you will be laughed at?

If he dislikes her because of this, then is she considered a blessing in disguise?

Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, Mo Nanjue's face suddenly changed. He put his waist on her and half carried her back to the room, leaned over and pressed her on the big bed, "Tong, Ran! I warn you, if you say something else, what can't be raised well, I will let you see what a real waste person is!"

His black-sighted pupils were filled with anger. Tong Ran shrank his shoulders and muttered in a low voice: "But I can't play the piano anymore. For students like me, I'm already half-waste..."

What's more, she still has such a distant dream that has not been realized?

Now, dreaming for her is really just a dream and a thought.

"Why is it half-waste?" Mo Nanjue frowned and roared, "If you can't play the piano, you are half-waste? Well, I will break the hands of all the people in this world who can play the piano. In this way, you will never feel that you are half-waste, right?"

“…”

Tong Ran trembled all over.

This man is always so violent.

She just said that her left hand was half-waste. Is it necessary for him to be so cruel and excited?!

It’s not him who is useless, he actually raped her?!

"You don't say anything?" Mo Nanjue reached out and turned her face toward him, his tone was overbearing, "You don't need to make a living by playing the piano in the future. If you don't play, you won't play. What's the big deal?"

Tong Ran blurted out: "What do you mean that I don't rely on playing the piano to make a living? Could it be that you will support me for the rest of your life?"

"A lifetime is a lifetime. Do you think I can't afford it?" The man curled his thin lips and suddenly bullied himself. He pushed her legs apart with his knees, rubbing his nose lightly on her face. "Tong Ran, are you in disguise... Please I will support you for the rest of your life?"

“…”

Can this man think more normally?

How could he distort her meaning every time? How did he do it?!

"Hmm? If you don't speak, you mean you've guessed it?" The man seemed very interested in this topic.

"Don't say anything, it's not that you guessed it right, it's that you guessed it wrong," Tong Ran rolled her eyes, and his little face was itchy. She simply turned her face aside, "How do you want to raise me for the rest of your life? Could it be that I will live with you and your wife in the future?!"

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Chapter completed!