She leaned against the wall with a delightful smile, gazing at his cold eyes, who barely showed any emotion.
The smile on her face gradually faded as she noticed his indifference. Finally, she seemed to read something in his unfathomable eyes, and her lips trembled. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Mo Jingshen coldly looked at her. "How should I look at you?"
At least he shouldn't give her such an indifferent, emotionless, and cold look as if she was totally a stranger who had nothing to do with him.
Ji Nuan paused before suddenly looking out the door, and then back at him. "If it's because you just woke up and are not feeling well, I'm going out right now. Take a rest. I'll wait outside. I won't leave or come in to disturb you…"
"Miss Ji." His cold and indifferent voice went into her ears as if bringing back to her the man whose life never intersected with hers ten years ago.
