Little did he know, Du Yu's attitude had already made Mo Han crystal clear that she was insignificant to him.
She pushed open the car door, standing by the side: "You guys go ahead, I still have things to do."
Du Yu opened his mouth to say something, but another person inside the car really made it hard to leave them alone.
He said to Mo Han: "Call me when you get home."
She smiled and nodded: "Sure."
As the white sedan drove off, the smile on Mo Han's face gradually disappeared. Just then, her mother called, mentioning there was a banquet she wanted to take her to that evening.
She instantly understood the implication and agreed.
Her mother was surprised.
Her daughter always refused before, but today?
It seemed she knew there was no chance left and had given up?
That was probably for the best.
Her mother said she'd wait at home for her; Mo Han stretched out her hand to hail a taxi.
