He slightly parted his sensual thin lips and looked at her deeply, "You're right, I like you. From the first moment I saw you, I was interested."
That's true, though the first time he saw her was in a photograph.
Mo Ran widened her eyes slightly, but her heartbeat remained unchanged, very calm.
"Mr. Yuan, I'm married."
"I know you're married. Who said that being married means no one else can pursue you?"
It's not about regulations or stipulations; it's common sense, a universally accepted principle all around the world.
To pursue someone who is married is called an affair, and that person is known as the third party who ruins someone's family happiness.
Mo Ran chewed on these words in her mind but never spoke them aloud.
She stood up and placed the money on the table, "Sorry, I have to go now."
Forget it, it's better not to stay with him, better not to continue this conversation.
