"Miss Tang, can you come over?" Mu Jiu was still asking her on the phone.
Tang Zhiluo came to her senses and nodded, "Alright, send me the location, I'll come over now."
It was quite a noisy evening, but with no place to call home, she still had to go and pick him up.
Tang Zhiluo draped on a thick coat, took the car keys from behind the door, and after Mo Xun left, he had also left her the Audi car.
Thinking of how he had left everything to her and departed with nothing, Tang Zhiluo's mood grew complicated again.
Perhaps it was time to have a proper talk with him.
After all, things said in the heat of the moment should not be taken completely at face value.
Thinking this, Tang Zhiluo felt somewhat relieved, then she put on her shoes and went out.
In the private room.
Mo Xun had drunk too much, lying on the sofa with his eyes closed.
Mu Jiu went out to pay the bill.
At this moment, Qin Yuwei arrived.