Jin Mo took everything out of the box; the clothes Tang Yan had given her were all designer brands and still very new. They were just wrinkled from being stored for so long and would be wearable after a wash.
In fact, Jin Mo's affection for Tang Yan was not small at all, but her pride wouldn't let her admit it.
Countless times she had thought about going back to Ningjiang, even if it was just to catch a distant glimpse of him; her heart would feel exceptionally fulfilled.
Lying in bed, Jin Mo took out her mobile phone and replied with a message, "You go to work. I'm too tired, don't want to go out."
"Then you sleep. I'll come to pick you up in the evening,"
Tang Yan replied quickly, without a hint of impatience.
Jin Mo thought to herself that only true love could make someone treat another with such patience. Who would have thought that a person like Tang Yan could also be filled with tenderness in his voice and eyes one day?
