Once this thought popped up, it spiraled out of control.
Mo Ran thought for a moment, and decided that she should start a dance class, teaching people who loved dancing how to dance.
This way, she could make money and continue her passion.
That settled it, she would discuss it with Mo Yan once her throat was better to see how to plan this dance class.
Filled with longing for her future career, Mo Ran went to sleep with a smile on her lips.
Poor Gu Yixuan in the study suffered through the night, tossing and turning in bed like a pancake, without a wink of sleep.
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After a good night's sleep, Mo Ran woke up, stretched lazily, and yawned on her way to the bathroom.
Gathering her messy hair up with a clip, she stood in front of the sink in her nightgown, squeezing toothpaste to brush her teeth.
There was a patch of gauze on her neck, covering a tiny incision from the surgery, but it wouldn't leave a scar.
