Tang Yige, "..."
Seeing him come over, her first thought was to run away...
However, Tang Yige didn't act on it.
After all, running away like that would be ridiculous!
Rong Sinan walked up to her, threw the towel in his hand over the back of the sofa, and looked deeply into Tang Yige's face, which was awkwardly twitching.
Tang Yige hadn't put on makeup today; compared to her made-up face, she looked less alluring and more refreshing.
Tang Yige clutched her hands, her eyes wandering around, refusing to look at Rong Sinan.
"Did you see it?" Rong Sinan asked.
"..." Tang Yige flinched, her heart panicking as she looked up at him, "Wha, what?"
Rong Sinan glanced at the divorce agreement on the coffee table.
Tang Yige's heart hung in suspense, words failing her.
Rong Sinan stepped closer to her, their toes almost touching.
Tang Yige panicked and wanted to step back.
But Rong Sinan wrapped an arm around her waist just then.
