"No need to be so formal with me," Tang Huai laughed hoarsely.
Wen Wan returned to her apartment and was startled by the man standing at the door as she stepped out of the elevator.
Mo Siluo straightened up, his gaze fixed intently on Wen Wan as if he were waiting for her to come closer.
Wen Wan intended to ignore him and go straight in, but as she took out her keys from her purse, the man embraced her from behind.
"What are you doing? Let go of me!" Wen Wan struggled, but couldn't break free.
"What are you angry about? You were secretly meeting with Tang Huai, and I'm not even angry yet!" Mo Siluo held onto her without letting go, his voice filled with grievances.
Wen Wan scoffed, forcefully wriggled out of his embrace, turned to face him, "Secretly? We were openly dating! Mo Siluo, you aren't anyone to me, why do you care?"
"I'm not anyone to you? I'm your man, damn it!" Mo Siluo's anger flared, and he cursed aloud.
