Su Xiaomeng glared fiercely at Han Tan; indeed, Han Tan's words stung her.
Come to think of it, if Yin Shixiu had really done something with someone else that night, the essence of "cheating" and "betrayal" would be about the same.
Han Tan leaned back against the chair, one hand casually resting on the back of the chair.
His long legs were crossed.
Xiao Meng often said he was a dangerous terrorist, and she wasn't wrong. Han Tan appeared to be twenty-five or twenty-six, but Xiao Meng knew he was actually only a year older than her.
Hmm... His fierce features made him look older.
But while criticizing his fierceness, danger, and terror, she couldn't deny that Han Tan was a very stylish man!
Like right now, sitting here casually, with the backdrop of the white snow behind him, any level of photographer could capture him as a model in the snow!
"Were you really cheated on?"
Seeing she hadn't spoken for a while, Han Tan couldn't help asking.
