129 Tang Yichen is suffering from depression

"Yes, I can do it. What's the big deal..."

"What are you doing here at my place?" came Mo Jia's voice and Tang Yichen stiffened. He turned around to find her standing right behind him. It appeared she has just come from outside.

"You... I.." Ahh... What the fucking hell is this. How can I stutter when I was trying to confess?!

"If there is nothing else, you can leave."

"I li... Can I live here with you? Since you don't want to be my mistress and live in my place, let me live here and I don't mind warming your bed for you..." Tang Yichen stopped his sleek mouth as soon as he realized what he was saying. It just came out of his mouth in a flow and no, he wasn't being shameless.

The man's face was expressionless as ever yet one could see visibly how his ears turned red.

Mo Jia's hand on the doorknob paused as she turned around to look at him. Her blue eyes seemed to have glitters filled in them, as her short hair danced along with the slow wind.