Still, he wanted to check with Tan Mo just to be sure.
"I really don't remember." Tan Mo was afraid that Wei Zhiqian would not believe her. Feeling frantic, she tugged at Wei Zhiqian's open shirt without thinking. "I'm not an irresponsible woman!"
Wei Zhiqian thought in his head, 'So, that's what she was worried about.'
Covering the smirk on the corner of his lips, he sighed in pretense before saying, "As soon as I walked in, you ran over and hugged me. Then, before I had time to react, you started crying."
Tan Mo's lips twitched. Instinctively, she reached up and touched her eyelid.
No wonder her eyelids felt swollen like she couldn't open them.
She had felt like crying last night.
The sight of Wei Zhiqian along with the alcohol must have made her lose all self-control.
Holding him while crying seemed like something she would do.
