"...Right, that's how it is."
Shen Mochen was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
"So, on my birthday, don't come."
"Next month, or the month after?"
"Does it make a difference?"
"One is the second wish; the other is the third."
Her long hair brushed against Shen Mochen's neck, but Catherine's expression remained calm and indifferent, "Neither is required, we are finished, from today onward, we are just ordinary friends. Of course, you helped me today, and I owe you a favor. I'll have someone look after Yin Caiyu during the Buque."
Shen Mochen was silent for a moment, "Alright, I understand, thank you."
It was only then that Catherine stood up, her fragrance slowly fading away.
"If there's nothing else, I'll be heading back," Shen Mochen said as he stood.
His eyelids drooped, his mood lackluster.
"I'll have Fuzi drive you home."
"No need, I'll just take a cab. Your dad won't do anything to me."
Shen Mochen waved his hand dismissively and didn't look back.
