"I'm going home, are you coming with me?" Jin Mo glanced at him sidelong, her tone carrying a hint of teasing.
"Yeah."
"Tang Yan, don't think I've forgiven you. I just don't want to bother arguing with you." Jin Mo snorted coldly, turned, and walked back, opening the door and getting into Tang Yan's car without hesitation.
Tang Yan was momentarily stunned before his lips slowly curled into a smile.
"Who I'm romantically involved with, you know very well. Who was it that held me close last night, hugging and kissing me? How could I be with another man?" Jin Mo still felt somewhat angry, mumbling to herself.
Tang Yan remained silent, quietly listening to her complaints, allowing her to vent to her heart's content. His face was calm, showing no signs of impatience.
She wasn't someone who liked to talk much, but she always seemed to have endless things to say in front of Tang Yan. Even if he just listened in silence, it gave Jin Mo a sense of comfort.
