Tong Ran just found it ridiculous, "No one is forcing you!"
"You are forcing me!" Luo Xiao suddenly turned around, staring intently at her face, "Xiao Ran, the more I love you, the more I hate Mo Nanjue. If I give up the formula, Jesse will definitely sell it at a high price, then you and Mo Nanjue can fly away together. What about me?" He stepped forward, griping her shoulders with both hands, "Do you want me to live my life in vain, clinging to memories?"
Tong Ran lifted her head, "You'll die if you don't give it up!"
"Then let Mo Nanjue be buried with me!" Luo Xiao tightened his grip on her shoulders, his eyes shooting with hatred, "Tong Ran, do you love him? Twenty-one years of affection, you change your heart just like that. Fine, I don't blame you, I don't blame you for not loving me anymore, but do you want to control even my love and hate? Allow yourself to go from loving to hating me, but won't let me hate Mo Nanjue?"
