Before Momo could speak, Mo Ziye sighed and said, "Ye Zhan wanted to borrow my phone, but I didn't lend it to him."
"You did the right thing."
Momo's tone was very calm, with no hint of sadness or anger.
"Don't you want to hear his explanation?"
Mo Ziye raised an eyebrow, asking with concern.
Over the phone, Momo's clear laughter came through, along with the sound of water, "I don't want to listen. I've been to so many places these days, and I've come to realize again that I'm not someone who can't find a husband or who no man wants. Why should I let a man who doesn't care about me affect my mood and hurt my heart?"
"..."
Mo Ziye just smiled in silence.
Momo didn't tell him which seaside she was at.
But he heard some faint voices over there, finding out where she was.
"Ziyi, why don't you and Qingqing come here for your honeymoon? Since you're my brother, as your sister, I'll cover all your expenses."
"With your salary?"
"With my shares."
Momo giggled.
