Jiang Moxi felt at ease seeing that Yu Dingding was no longer downcast, so she returned to Tianqin Bay.
In the evening, after Fu Youhan came back from the Fu Family mansion, he pinned her against the sofa, his nose rubbing against Jiang Moxi's.
"Today, even while I was there, your image kept popping up in my mind! Tell me, are you a goblin, occupying all my thoughts?"
The man's voice was raspy like poppies, his words the sweetest stabs to Jiang Moxi's heart, making her willing to give in to any of his requests.
Yet at a certain edge, Jiang Moxi suddenly remembered Yu Dingding's situation.
"I might have to take on part-time work at Night Color again," Jiang Moxi said, hooking her arms around the man's neck, her eyes a bit misty.
"Why, is the money not enough again?" Fu Youhan asked.
"No, Dingding has gone back to work, and since I don't have anything else lately, I might as well go back and keep her company."
