When Rong An returned, he felt no change in the atmosphere at the dining table from when he left.
It was still quiet and solemn as before.
After sitting at the table, he also didn't say a word.
Fortunately, the entire restaurant was inherently quiet, so it didn't make their table seem weird.
After finishing lunch, Mo Weiyi got up, put on her sunglasses and coat, picked up her purse, and headed outside.
Without uttering a word.
Rong An coughed slightly, "I'll go pay the bill."
Xiao Yebai nodded and got up to follow her out.
At the roadside.
Mo Weiyi, with her arms folded, was standing by the parked cars. She looked at the buildings across the street through her sunglasses, her red lips bewitching, curls dancing freely in the wind. At first glance, she was stunningly elegant and, incredibly beautiful.
The tall, slender man strode over, reached out, and forcefully yanked her arm.
Mo Weiyi staggered, twisting her ankle, and let out a scream, "Ah!"
