The sky was an endless expanse of black, a rare sight in this vast city at night.
Mu Xiangwan stood still, her heart throbbing with a burning flame. She was tired and confused, completely clueless about what had happened today.
Han Wenxuan was hit by Wu Meiting, Su Chaoyang confessed to her, everything seemed like a well-staged scene, shockingly dramatic like a movie.
Only she was left in the dark, utterly clueless.
She didn't know how long she had been standing still when Su Chaoyang softly tugged her hand, speaking gently, "Let's go home."
Like a little girl throwing a tantrum, she turned around and threw off his hand. Su Chaoyang was taken aback, he turned to look at her, "Don't you want to go home?"
"..."
"Then where do you want to go?" he asked gently, already treating her like a cherished girlfriend.
Mu Xiangwan was not used to his tender tone, she roared angrily, "Su Chaoyang, I'm not going to be your girlfriend!"
