The car turned silent after Mo Roulan said those words to He Jian.
'Stay away from me as much as possible.'
The ride back to City H was a silent one. No one spoke anything.
All the time there was a frown on He Jian's forehead. When his phone vibrated again, he didn't ignore it and picked it up.
Whoever was on the other's side could only assume that it was his worst day today as He Jian continued to shower him with his coldness.
Mo Roulan could feel that she had angered him with her words. But she doesn't care what he was feeling. According to her, there was nothing wrong with whatever she said to He Jian.
It was almost evening when the car stopped outside the building.
"Mr. He, I am very grateful to you for whatever you had done for me till now. Since you said that I helped you five years ago, now you have already helped me not once but many times. I think now there should not be anything left between us."
