Tang Yan felt annoyed and directly dialed Song Qi's number, asking him to bring some good wine to his own apartment.
They say a drunken spree solves a thousand worries; he wanted to see if it could really make him forget Jin Mo.
The doorbell rang, and when Tang Yan opened the door, he saw a face he didn't want to see.
Tang Ningya stood at the door, her face grim as she looked at Tang Yan with a serious expression.
"Ah Yan, why didn't you attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony at the mall today and left instead? Which woman has bewitched you to this extent?"
Tang Ningya's tone was interrogative; she had never realized before how easily Tang Yan could be swayed by his emotions.
"It has nothing to do with anyone. I simply didn't want to attend," Tang Yan replied as he sat back down on the sofa, his expression indifferent.
Tang Ningya walked into the room, habitually scanning around; she wanted to know if Tang Yan had brought that wild woman home.