Jin Rumo pursed his lips, a slight frown of displeasure forming between his eyebrows.
"By the way," Ye Fuling spoke again, "What's your name?"
"Jin Rumo."
"Jin Rumo?" Ye Fuling was slightly astonished, "From the Jin family in the west of the city?"
"Yes."
"Oh, so you're the boy who was adopted by the Jin family?"
"..."
"Is it because the Jin family doesn't treat you well that you're always thinking about finding your birth parents? I've met Jin Ming, he looks quite serious and surely isn't easy to get along with. But I heard that the Jin family's daughter seems to like you a lot..."
"Stop the car!" Jin Rumo suddenly cut her off with a deep voice.
Ye Fuling glanced back and realized that his expression had changed without her noticing.
The youth, who usually had a gentle and jade-like demeanor, now had a thin layer of coldness misting his face.
Ye Fuling pursed her lips, "Alright, forget I said anything."
