The man glanced at it, kicked it away indifferently, but Nannan was not willing to let it go. It bit onto the hem of his suit pants. Mo Nanjue was already irritable and simply squatted down, grabbed the cat by the nape of its neck, and was about to toss it into the nearby trash can.
"Wait—"
Tong Ran startled awake, realized Nannan was missing, and looked back to see the man who had returned. She walked over in cotton slippers and snatched the cat from his hands.
Mo Nanjue let go, thinking she would say something to him, but to his surprise, after Tong Ran took Nannan, she just walked back without a word.
She didn't even glance at him.
The man's handsome face was displeased. He followed her inside, threw the keys onto the coffee table with a clatter, and the woman, as if deaf, simply sat down on the sofa with the cat and started pressing the remote control.
The TV was showing a popular Korean drama. Tong Ran crossed her legs and watched it intently, entranced.
Ignoring him?
