Mi Ai walked out of the bar, her eyes empty, feeling somewhat dazed.
A Maybach stopped at the entrance of the bar, and in the back seat, Mo Yuyan looked at Mi Ai standing at the door, with a slight frown on his thick eyebrows.
The night sky suddenly rumbled with thunder, Mi Ai looked up at the night sky, and raindrops began to fall, as Mi Ai gave a bitter smile.
Even the heavens were against her?
In an instant, a downpour started.
In the driver's seat, Mo Xuan saw the rain pouring down outside the window and said to Mo Yuyan in the back seat, "Young Master Mo, shall we go home?"
"Follow her."
"Follow who?"
Mo Xuan looked toward Mi Ai walking sadly in the rain, his heart skipped a beat. Young Master Mo actually wanted him to follow this woman, the one who just came out of the bar, perhaps the same woman who had bumped into Young Master Mo's arms earlier and wasn't pushed away.
