C163 I Was at a Loss

Tang Ye sat at the table, a porcelain cup in front of him, its tea long since gone cold. The moonlight outside was dim, signaling it was well into the night. Wei Tiantian stood awkwardly, sensing Tang Ye's foul mood from his dark expression. He was clearly upset about her late return, and as his nominal wife, she knew she shouldn't have come back so late.

Fidgeting with the hem of her dress