"Answer me!"
Tang Yan roared again.
"What should I say."
Facing Tang Yan like this, Jin Mo was overly calm, causing everyone around to internally sigh at how heartless this woman was; how could Tang Yan have fallen for someone so cold-hearted?
Her indifference and aloofness made Tang Yan's eyes redden with urgency. Why was it always he who became hysterical, and always he who was hurt and sad, he was the one desperately waiting for her to return from the Capital.
Tang Yan's hand slipped off Jin Mo's wrist, the light in his eyes gradually fading until it became hollow, as despair spread.
Jin Mo knew Tang Yan must be collapsing inside and understood his feelings.
Actually, she wanted to tell Tang Yan what was on her mind, but not on such an occasion. Everything had happened too suddenly; she only wanted to persuade Tang Yan to go home, but it had turned into this situation instead.
He had another woman by his side and an unborn child; why should she be with him?
