"Tang Yan, now every time I close my eyes, I see you and Jiang Wei lying in bed together. If I stay with you after this, do you think I can pretend like nothing happened?" Jin Mo's eyes brimmed with hot tears as she looked at Tang Yan, her gaze filled with sorrow and helplessness.
Veins bulged on Tang Yan's forehead, and he clenched his fists tightly. He wanted to reach out and pull Jin Mo towards him, but he stopped halfway.
He was filled with immense regret. Why had he gone to the party last night? Why had he been so unguarded as to be drugged by someone? If he could do it all over again, would the outcome be different?
"Jin Mo, I... didn't do anything with her, nothing at all. I was drugged, I didn't know anything," Tang Yan explained in a lowered voice, his spirit on the verge of collapse.
Last night, he hadn't found Jin Mo, and he had been consumed by anxiety, feeling even more distressed than the most painful times of the past.
