Yin Chengfeng turned his head toward the door at the sound and just caught sight of a man with a deep and indifferent expression closing the door behind himself. He squinted his eyes, first looking at Chi Huan, then his gaze dropped to their clasped hands.
To be exact, Chi Huan's hand was being forcibly held by the man.
Although her face wasn't full of reluctance, it was clear that she had tried several times to withdraw her hand, to no avail.
Tang Yuezhe smoothly exhaled and then tossed the unfinished apple into the trash bin with a flick of his wrist before leaning over the coffee table to grab a piece of paper, wiping his slightly damp fingers and pulling a somewhat ambiguous smile, "What a rare visit from both of you."
Mo Shiqian glanced at the woman who had halted in her steps, then lifted his arm to wrap it around her waist, drawing her into his embrace, his thin lips parting to speak in a light voice, "Huanhuan wanted to visit Yin Shao, and I'm accompanying her."