"She kept frowning and was holding her stomach," Tang Yan said nonchalantly, casually tearing open the medicine box and handing her a bottle of mineral water.
"Holy smokes!" Song Qi almost jumped with surprise, "Ah Yan, I didn't notice that you had such a meticulous side. That's really something rare!"
Tang Yan coldly glanced at him, as if looking at a fool.
The people around also heard what Tang Yan had said, and all started making a racket that almost lifted the roof off.
Mr. Tang would either stay single or spoil his girlfriend to the skies, he was simply not comparable to these ordinary people.
Nice words are always pleasing to hear, and a smile started to appear on Tang Yan's face too. This was even more surprising to everyone, given that they had known Tang Yan for many years and had never seen him smile—they almost thought he was incapable of laughter.
