"Why are you making that aggrieved expression? I didn't say you couldn't go. If you want to, just go ahead. After it's over, I'll drive you back home."
Tang Yan's tone was that of a husband caring for his wife. Jiang Wei felt a moment of warmth in her heart and kept telling herself that this was not a dream, that everything was real. She shouldn't overthink; Tang Yan was indeed her man.
...
Jin Mo had been staying at home for two days, not in a rush to find a job. She hadn't gone anywhere but was cooped up at home binge-watching dramas, enjoying the warm meals her grandmother made—utterly content.
She was filled with uncertainty, unsure if she should stay in Ningjiang. After all, a few days was not enough time to make that decision.
As time passed, Sunday arrived.
For this alumni reunion, Jin Mo didn't feel the slightest bit of nervousness; instead, she felt much more at ease. Facing these old classmates, she no longer felt as lowly as she used to.
