Mo Nanjue left the car with a cold face, tossing the keys casually to the valet as his long legs strode inside.
Ever since he started living with Tong Ran, he seldom frequented places like this. The only time he did was when he brought her, and that damn foolish woman even bit a glass until it broke!
People greeted him along the way, but Mo Nanjue was in a bad mood and naturally ignored everyone, walking straight into the VIP booth the staff had prepared, and sat down on the sofa.
Ever since he left the Imperial Dragon Mansion, her figure was all that occupied his mind.
The man, agitated, picked up a glass of wine and downed it in one gulp. He didn't even know why he had become like this.
Although he was extremely reluctant to admit it, he indeed had developed feelings for her.
Upon learning that she had disappeared from the estate, he felt as if he had plunged into an invisible darkness all at once...
He had never been so scared before.
