Mo Ran had very few friends, so few that she practically had none. She was happy to get to know Tang Song; even if it would anger Gu Yixuan tonight, she just didn't care.
She declined Tang Song's offer to take her home and took a taxi back to Banshan Garden. It wasn't until then that she started to feel a bit uneasy. She had hung up on Gu Yixuan's call and secretly slipped away from the party, uncertain how angry he might have been.
As she opened the door and entered the living room, it was pitch dark, and she couldn't see anything. Mo Ran thought Gu Yixuan hadn't come back and breathed a sigh of relief. When she turned on the light, she saw someone sitting on the couch and jumped in fright.
"You... When did you get back?" She tried to appear calm.
Gu Yixuan sat on the couch, his legs propped up on the glass table, arms crossed over his chest, head slightly lowered, his expression unreadable.
