Just as he reached the door, a hoarse voice from behind called out, "When?"
Rong Mochen paused, turned his head slightly, and looked at Rong Sinan.
"The wedding, when is it?" he asked.
"...On the tenth of next month!"
After Rong Mochen spoke, he stood at the door and looked at Rong Sinan.
After some time without hearing Rong Sinan speak again, Rong Mochen lightly pressed his lips together, turned, and left the studio.
Once Rong Mochen left, the large space was left with only Rong Sinan.
He maintained his posture on the sofa where Rong Mochen had left him, as if frozen in time, becoming eternal.
...
In the blink of an eye, it was November 9th.
Jin Jumo, with her almost seven-month pregnant belly, and Mu Yan and Xiao Xing spent Tang Yige's last single day together at Qing She.
Because the four insisted on staying in one room, Xiao Nanqing had to have a big bed brought into the suite's lounge.
Luckily, the lounge was spacious, and two large beds fit without feeling cramped.
