Do You Remember Tang Ya?

Forget it. Whatever he said.

She couldn't be bothered to explain.

She thought for a while. She and Zhan Bo rarely contacted each other. If it wasn't for work arrangements, they probably wouldn't see each other often.

"Really?" Mo Yesi raised her chin and made her look him in the eye.

"Mm." Qiao Mianmian nodded. "I'll stay away from him in the future."

"I'll accompany you to the party next time."

Mo Yesi wanted to accompany her tonight, but he had to personally discuss an important contract, so he couldn't accompany her.

That brat was so lucky.

"You'll go with me in the future?" Qiao Mianmian was shocked.

"Mm."

"I thought you didn't like those events?"

"I don't." Mo Yesi continued to blow-dry her hair. His slender fingers gently ran through her strawberry-scented hair. "I can tolerate it if I accompany you."

He didn't want her to have another partner next time.

He wanted to go with her.