Watching Mo Jiashuo walk into the company, Tang Die was speechless. Regret? Regret about what?
And her jaw really hurt...
Tang Die rubbed her jaw, helplessly following behind Mo Jiashuo.
All day, Tang Die felt somewhat uneasy.
As soon as she calmed down, she would think of Mo Jiashuo's words, "I regret it," and the deep, inexplicable look in his eyes when he said it.
This made her anxious.
After work, Tang Die finished her busy day and stood up from her office.
She rubbed her temples and heard the door open. Looking up, it was Mo Jiashuo's face again.
She felt her heart was a bit unwell.
She really didn't want to see him right now.
Tang Die sighed silently in her heart, braced herself, looked at Mo Jiashuo, and asked, "Big brother, what's up?"
"Let's go home."
Was he going to take her home?
Tang Die was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "No need, I'll get a taxi home later."
Mo Jiashuo didn't say anything, just stood at the door looking at her.
