Mu Jingnan's handsome face was drained of all color.
This was not the first time she had asked him this, but it was the first time she had asked with such disgust.
A suffocating feeling came from his heart, his face slightly pale, "I... I'll go have a smoke."
He stood up and left hurriedly.
In the smoking area, his slender fingers held a cigarette, brows furrowed, puffing smoke.
Between his brows, lingered an unsolvable melancholy.
When he returned, Situ Yunshu's figure was no longer at the dining table.
The waiter was clearing the table, Mu Jingnan's expression was frighteningly grim, "Where is she?"
"Sir, are you referring to the lady who was with you just now?"
"Yes."
"The lady has already paid the bill and left."
"How long ago?!" Mu Jingnan couldn't believe that before dinner even ended, she had already left!
Was she that eager to leave him?
Couldn't she even endure one meal with him?
"Five minutes ago."
The man's figure quickly ran out.
