Yan Xiaoxi didn't bother being polite anymore.
Anyway, working is something that no one particularly enjoys.
So, why not watch TV if there's a ready-made dinner to eat later?
She believed after last night, he wouldn't casually touch her again.
Jin Bo glanced at Yan Xiaoxi, carrying groceries and fresh produce into the kitchen.
Yan Xiaoxi heard him enter the kitchen, turned her head to take a look, and casually switched on the TV. While browsing, she suddenly stumbled upon a drama he starred in.
Familiar face, familiar presence; as soon as they flashed across the screen, past scenes became vividly clear.
She quickly turned off the TV, sat there, feeling a discomfort around her heart.
Noticing the cigarette pack and lighter on the coffee table, she reached over.
Smoking for the first time, she lit up, only to cough after a single puff. She looked at the cigarette, unsure how to put it out, went into the bathroom, turned on the tap, and extinguished it with cold water.
