As Tang Yutong stepped off the plane, a gust of wind blew, lifting her long hair. With one hand holding her bag and the other habitually playing with her hair, she turned around and saw Mo Jin standing behind her, facing her direction but obscured by his sunglasses, making it impossible to see his gaze.
She felt as if she was being watched and couldn't help but think of what she had done secretly in the office before leaving. She nervously pursed her lips and reminded him, "Mr. Mo, this way. The person who is here to pick us up has already arrived."
Mo Jin's eyes behind the sunglasses scanned the people in front of him, and he calmly led Ye Nan forward, passing Tang Yutong without saying a word.
It was like a silent cold war, one not speaking and the other not caring. Ye Nan followed them, tormented by the strange atmosphere between the two.
