Beside him, Mo Lier furrowed her brows slightly and whispered, "Yunshen, it's Miss Tang."
"Hmm," Mu Yunshen responded casually, pushing the only glass of hot milk on the table toward Mo Lier's hand, "If you're tired, just let me know, and I'll take you back."
Mo Lier took the glass of milk and glanced at his indifferent profile, then looked up and explained, "Miss Tang, I want to return to the entertainment industry, so I asked Yunshen to bring me to the cocktail party. I didn't know you would be here. You should sit here with me."
As she spoke, she stood up, but Mu Yunshen pressed down on her hand, "Lier," he said lightly, "Drink the milk. It will get cold."
Mo Lier pursed her lips and had to sit down again.
Although Sitian hadn't spoken the entire time, the actions of Mo Lier and the attitude of Mu Yunshen made it clear to everyone present that obviously, Tang Sitian, this Mrs. Mu... was just an empty title.
