Now they saw Tang Yan dining with Jin Mo, patiently cutting her steak for her, his eyes filled with tenderness—nothing like Tang Yan's usual demeanor.
Jin Mo found this meal as tasteless as if she were chewing wax. Eating while so many people stared at her nearly caused her to feel bloated.
Tang Yan, on the other hand, was at ease, completely indifferent to the gazes around them. If anything, he grew even more affectionate, reaching out to wipe her mouth. Was this something the CEO of Tang Family should be doing?
"Tang Yan, enough is enough, don't you think people have stared enough?" Jin Mo hissed through gritted teeth, suppressing the discomfort in her heart.
He smiled faintly and said, "Let them look, I'm not afraid, anyway."
When Tang Yan was happy, he was never serious. He enjoyed teasing Jin Mo, even extending his hand to lean in for a kiss.
Jin Mo could almost hear the sharp intake of breath from nearby. She quickly pushed the crazed man away, glaring at him fiercely.
