"Your... ex-girlfriend?" Wen Wan couldn't hide her curiosity and asked.
Mo Siluo's eyebrows furrowed slightly. He neither confirmed nor denied, and his silence, in Wen Wan's view, was tantamount to admission.
First, it was the daughter of the Zhuang family who might become his wife, and now an ex-girlfriend emerged, who was also her friend.
The heart bubbling with pink bubbles went instantly cold within Wen Wan. She shouldn't have held any fantasies in the first place, right?
The car slowly entered the underground parking lot of a high-class club.
After getting out of the car, Wen Wan hesitated. The class of this place seemed to surpass Diyang's by several steps. Was this man playing with her? Knowing full well she hadn't brought money, even if they went Dutch, she would still be at a disadvantage!
"We ate a lot tonight; let's digest it a bit before I take you home." Seeing that the woman wasn't moving, Mo Siluo turned around and explained.
