This is Liu Fengyan's idea. As for the reason, it is not exactly what she said.

Mo Xiran remembered that she was only 16 years old at that time, and the girl was the age of beauty, but she was a little bit myopic.

Liu Fengyan took her and her sister to match her glasses.

People with glasses said that they are only mild myopia now, which can be corrected, and they also praised Mo Xiran for her good-looking appearance, and wearing glasses will have an impact.

After hearing this, Mo Xiran wanted to do corrections, but at this time the child from the family with glasses came out, pointed at her and said it was good-looking, and pointed at her sister and said it was ugly.

When the sister heard this, she burst into tears. Liu Fengyan felt distressed and decided to wear glasses for Mo Xiran, which was the thickest type in the black frame.

Liu Fengyan told her that she should always wear glasses in the future, otherwise myopia would be severe.

She was afraid of Liu Fengyan at that time and was very obedient. She only followed her for so many years and became a habit.

She will always remember that once she took off her glasses, Liu Fengyan scolded her for the first time.

That was the scar on Mo Xiran's heart.

She could understand that when she was a child, Liu Fengyan wanted to protect her daughter, but now?

Why is she still afraid of her face?

This is unfair!

...

The next day, Liu Fengyan's birthday was when she had a hearty meal at home.

Because Mo Xiran was going back to Ancheng in the afternoon and Mo Xiyu also wanted to go back to school, their meal was for lunch.

At 3 pm, Mo Jingguo insisted on taking Mo Xiran to the station.

While waiting for the bus, Mo Jingguo took advantage of Mo Xiran's visit to buy water and stuffed a thousand dollars from his small vault into Mo Xiran's shoulder bag.

He can do too little for his daughter.

Mo Xiran discovered it only when he got on the bus, and the car had already started at that time.

She saw Mo Jingguo's figure getting farther and smaller. When she closed her eyes, she burst into tears.

When she was a child, she would occasionally blame her father, but when she grew up, she understood more and understood that her father was involuntarily and with difficulties.

Holding the thousand dollars tightly, Mo Xiran gritted her teeth and made up her mind.

She wants to be better!

She reached out and took off the black-framed glasses from the bridge of her nose and put them in her shoulder bag. After thinking for a while, she took out the glasses and threw them into the trash can in the car.

After the shuttle bus drove for an hour, Mo Xiran was a little drowsy and his phone suddenly rang.

She took it out and saw that it was the phone number of the Zhou family.

I quickly started, and Mrs. Zhou’s kind voice came from there.

"Xixi, it's mom."

"mom."

“Where is it?”

“On the shuttle.”

"How long will it take? Let Achen pick you up."

"No, mom, I'll just go back by myself."

"Let Achen pick you up." Old Mrs. Zhou insisted, "How many hours will there be?"

Mo Xiran couldn't do anything, so he had to say, "It's almost an hour and a half."

"good."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Xiran thought for a while and sent a text message to Zhou Yanchen.

‘President, you don’t have to come and pick me up, I’ll just go back by myself.’

After sending the text message, she put away her phone because she knew that Zhou Yanchen would not reply to her.

But unexpectedly, three minutes later, the phone actually vibrated.

Zhou Yanchen actually replied to her!

There are only three words that express his disdain.

‘Whatever you want.’

After a moment of silence, Mo Xiran didn't think much about it and put his phone in his shoulder bag.

At 6 pm, the shuttle bus arrived at Ancheng Station successfully.

As soon as he left the station, Mo Xiran walked directly to the bus station.

Without seeing, a black Pagani was parked on the side of the road opposite the station.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the bus arrived and she got on the bus and there was a seat.

As soon as I sat down, my phone clamored in my pocket.

The words "President" flashed on the screen, and Mo Xiran quickly pressed to answer.

Before she could speak, Zhou Yanchen's cold and gloomy male voice suddenly drilled into the cochlea: "Where are you dead?"

"I? I'm on the bus." Mo Xiran whispered, "President, what's wrong?"

There was a moment of silence over there, and the male voice slowly said, "How many roads?"

"ah?"

"I'll ask you what bus route!"

"That, 16th way."

The phone was hung up with a "slap", and Mo Xiran was still a little overwhelmed.

Ten minutes later, the phone rang again.

"Hey, President?"

"Get off at the next stop."

"What?"

"I'll get out of the car!" As this sentence, there was a harsh sound of a car whistle.

Mo Xiran subconsciously turned his head to look out the car window, and a familiar black Pagani jumped into his eyes.

It's his car!

How could he be here?

Could it be that I came to pick her up?

A busy voice of "Dududu" came from the receiver, and the phone was hung up by Zhou Yanchen again.

Mo Xiran took his shoulder bag, got up and walked towards the back door of the car.

Get off the bus and she walked towards the Pagani.

Opening the passenger's car door, Mo Xuelai bent over and sat in, turned his head to look at Zhou Yanchen, "Well, President, why are you here?"

Zhou Yanchen glanced at her side and said unhappily: "Who told you to run around!"

"ah?"

"If you don't stay at the station, why are you running around everywhere!"

"Well, the president, didn't you say you should not answer me? Didn't you say the text message and let me do whatever you want?"

"You and she talked back.

Mo Xiran laughed and pulled the seat belt and tied it up, "President, I don't mean that. Thank you for picking me up. Please trouble you."

With a cold snorting, he started the car and his voice came faintly: "You still know the trouble, you are a big trouble myself."

This person!

After rolling his eyes in his heart, Mo Xiran decided not to be as knowledgeable as him.

Anyway, he is just like this, always sarcastic!

The car drove back to Zhou's house and parked steadily at the door.

When Mo Xiran untied his seat belt, he glanced at the floor-to-ceiling window.

She didn't see anyone standing there, so she drove the car door and got out.

Following Zhou Yanchen, the two of them entered the house one after another.

"Old lady, sir and wife are back."

"Mom, don't be chanting anymore, I'm back." Zhou Yanxi smiled and looked towards the door.

Zhou Yanchen followed Mo Xiran and the two walked in.
To be continued...