Tong Ran lifted her head, Mo Nanjue had already turned and was walking towards the elevator. The man hadn't looked at her even once from start to finish.
She jogged to catch up, but the elevator doors were closing, and in her urgency, Tong Ran cried out, "Mo Nanjue!"
The man didn't move, his expression cold and indifferent, watching the elevator doors close.
Tong Ran's outstretched hand paused in mid-air as the elevator descended. Leaning against the cold wall, the ring on her ring finger jabbed painfully into her palm. She raised her hand and looked at the words "Initial Heart" inscribed on it.
She clenched her fist, turning the ring to hide the engraving.
Tong Ran took the elevator down, but the black car was already gone. She wiped away her tears, remembering Mo Nanjue's decisive departure, and quickly hailed a taxi.
Mo Nanjue drove back to the villa, where all the servants were waiting at the door, none daring to leave, "Young Master Jue."
