Why is he here?
An Ruo stared at him guardedly, afraid that he had come for Kangkang.
Tang Yushen walked up to her gracefully and elegantly, a slight smile on his lips.
"Can we talk?" he asked her.
"I have nothing to talk about with you," An Ruo said coldly. She walked up to her car, just opened the door, when Tang Yushen's voice rang out again.
"Don't you want to know about Tang Yuchen?"
Her hand paused, and without turning her head, she said indifferently, "Sorry, I'm not interested."
"You'll regret it if you don't listen. Come on, it's at a nearby café, it won't take up much of your time, at most half an hour."
An Ruo held back her frustration and slammed the car door shut.
"Let's go."
She compromised and also despised herself for it. Tang Yuchen had nothing to do with her anymore; why should she still care about his affairs?
