After settling her onto the sofa, Ji Mo turned to fetch a glass of water and brought it over to her.
Pei Ruoxi grabbed his wrist, "Ji Mo, you still love me, right?"
"You're drunk." Ji Mo pulled his arm free and set the glass, which was now only half full, on the table, "I'm leaving."
"Ji Mo!" Pei Ruoxi got up and rushed over, wrapping her arms around his waist from behind, "I've got nothing now, I only have you... please don't go, okay?"
"I think you're mistaken," Ji Mo raised his hand to grab both of her arms, prying her hands from his waist, "Ruoxi, what's between us is all in the past now. It's not too late for you to start all over."
"Is it because of Ning Xiaofei?" Pei Ruoxi cried out sharply, "Is it?"
Ji Mo turned around, looking at her seriously, "This has nothing to do with Xiaofei. You must know very well that everything ended the day I went abroad."
