You're Already Living In My Room

"Don't tell me about righteousness or fairness. In this industry, all I know is, the winner takes all!"

"Tangning, if you have a move to make, then throw it at me."

After she was done talking, Feng Jing hung up the phone.

Just behind Tangning, Mo Ting had heard her conversation with Feng Jing. As he carried one of the kids in his arms, his expression remained calm, "Did someone try to threaten you again? Why do you keep getting threatened?"

"I can't help it. Whenever I'm persistent about something, I always end up offending someone. Is President Mo tired of protecting me?" Tangning turned around and smiled.

Mo Ting shook his head as he placed their son on the floor and pulled Tangning into his embrace, "No, you don't know how special you are to me."

There weren't many people in this world that were brave enough to go against convention. But, Tangning was definitely someone that was up for the challenge and didn't easily admit defeat.