It was really rare to smell tobacco on Mo Jingshen.
It was not bad to have this smell for this clean and handsome man. In the business circle, smoking and drinking were common. As for Mo Jingshen, no one could make him drink or smoke. As long as he didn't want to touch the liquor or cigarette, no one could force him to.
But now he even had a cigarette with him.
Ji Nuan raised her eyes in the smoke and saw him standing there, his eyes on her as if looking at someone who had nothing to do with him, but if she were really someone who had nothing to do with him, he wouldn't even bother to look at her.
He glanced darkly at her. He must have heard what she had been talking with that man on the way back. For example, whether she was still single or was seeing someone.
She did not deny it to avoid being pestered but did not expect a third person to be present.
