Ruan Mo had a plan brewing in his mind, and he immediately dialed Mo Zhan's number. It took him a while to answer, but when he did, his tone was impatient. "What is it",Ruan Mo looked out the car window at the heavy rain, her head leaning against it. “Mo Zan, I miss you.”,"A-zhan, my dear A-jian, you help me," Unknown if Guan Yang did it on purpose, a weak voice came from the phone that had never been hung up.。