Such sorrow, Bei Ran could easily mask with a smile.
"Of course it's fate! If we hadn't divorced, you would still be Xiao Yu'er's stepfather, right?" Bei Ran's eyes and brows were tinted once again with a faint smile.
Gu Qingchen, on the other hand, drew even closer to her, biting her ear intentionally before saying, "There's no need to stress the fact that we're already divorced, Bei Ran. Since fate brought us together, fate got us married, fate made Xiao Yu'er's blood type the same as mine, then fate also gives us a chance to be together again, right?"
Bei Ran felt his fervent breath, those wisps wrapping around her like countless strands of seaweed that could not be counted.
She wanted to push away this entanglement, but the seaweed receded on its own!
Gu Qingchen released her, "Bei Ran, do you know what would happen if I made a wrong diagnosis at work?"
