"I didn't mean that, I'm just worried about your safety when you go out alone," the grandmother explained with a smile.
Mo Ran nodded, "Yeah, I understand what you mean. Don't worry, I won't go out."
Only after receiving her promise did the grandmother feel at ease and went upstairs to fetch the quilt.
What she didn't know was that as soon as she had stepped into the master bedroom, Mo Ran had left the villa. She wasn't going far, just wanting to meet Tang Song alone.
She didn't want the grandmother to accompany her, nor did she want her to overhear the conversation between her and Tang Song.
Besides, she didn't like having someone follow her all the time, watching her like a prison guard monitors an inmate.
Taking a taxi to People's Park, Mo Ran waited at the appointed place for a while before she saw Tang Song's figure approaching her.
It had been a long time since they'd seen each other; seeing him still felt very familiar.