Lu Yan looked at the direction where Gu Mohan had disappeared towards. "My dear sister, don't panic. The drama has yet to begin."
…
In the apartment.
Gu Mohan kicked open the door and carried Tang Mo'er inside. The woman in his arms had her head hung low and she said quietly, "Let me down. I want to shower."
"I'll help you prepare the water, hm?"
"No need." Tang Mo'er extricated herself from his arms and walked to her bathroom by herself. She closed the door and locked it without saying anything more.
Gu Mohan stood at the balcony. The cold night wind blew strongly against his suit, forming slight creases in the darkness. Bending down slightly, he took out a lighter and lit a cigarette. His sexy, thin lips took in a long breath smoke and exhaled it out. The smoke enveloped his handsome and elegant face, enshrouding his features as he stood alone in silence.
