As Jin Jumo frowned, at this moment it seemed to be an accusation against Rong Mochen.
Rong Mochen's face became even more tense, he stopped looking at anyone else and turned to leave the lounge.
Jin Jumo watched him, her peach blossom eyes deepened.
For the next hour, Rong Mochen did not return to the lounge.
Around six o'clock, Mu Qinnian and Gu Yan took Xixi and Hanhan out for dinner, leaving Jin Jumo alone in the lounge.
Jin Jumo lay on the bed, her mind filled with thoughts of that person.
As she thought, a sense of grievance crept into her heart.
After escaping death, what she wanted most now was his presence; even if neither said a word, his mere presence, his hint of breath in the air, reassured her.
Suddenly, the sound of rustling footsteps approached the lounge, Jin Jumo's eyes brightened slightly, and she held her breath as she looked over.
Rong Mochen had just reached the door when he saw Jin Jumo looking over with an expression of surprise on her pale face…
