Jin Mo tentatively pushed open the bedroom door, and the quilt on the bed was bulging, obviously with two people beneath it. There was a slight movement, and the sound of a woman's panting emanated from within.
"Don't move."
Quickly, a man's voice came from under the quilt, petrifying Jin Mo. She couldn't believe her ears, but the voice was indeed Tang Yan's, magnetic yet languid.
Jin Mo glanced at the floor, the disordered underwear, and the torn-up small squares—a clear indication of what had transpired.
She had been cheated on!
"Tang Yan."
Jin Mo's voice trembled slightly. She wanted to leave, perhaps to save some face for herself, but she still couldn't believe that Tang Yan was the man beneath the quilt.
The quilt was thrown back, revealing the woman's pale skin and proud face, her eyes provocatively fixed on Tang Yan. On the other side, the man first hung his head low, then slowly lifted his gaze, his eyes blurred and full of bewilderment.
