"Is that so?" Mo Yan thought about it and realized that it might be true. If she kept pretending to be someone she wasn't, it would be exhausting, and she might lose Xu Yang.
With a smile, Mo Yan dismissed the idea she had just considered.
"Alright, I'll interact with him in the way I like. Oh, I nearly forgot, I have a date with him. I have to go now, you can take a cab back later."
"Okay." Mo Ran's lips curled slightly.
After Mo Yan left, she continued to sit in the café, planning to stay a bit longer before heading back.
A person suddenly sat across from her. Mo Ran looked up and met Fujiwara Ize's dark, shining eyes.
The dance class had been open for a few days, and other than the ribbon-cutting ceremony, he hadn't shown up since.
Seeing him, Mo Ran was a bit surprised.
"Mr. Fujiwara, what a coincidence." She smiled politely.
Fujiwara Ize's dark eyes gazed at her without blinking, seemingly with a complex array of emotions.
