"Stop right there!"
Ji Chun didn't know why he called out to Qin Mo.
He watched the slender figure of the woman and her increasingly tender and rosy cheeks, knowing she had been living well lately. But the better she seemed to be doing, the more his heart felt as if it were being scratched by a cat's claws.
How could she be living so well!
Shouldn't she be washing her face with tears, regretting that she had missed out on such a good man like him?
This was different from what he had imagined, and naturally, he felt a bit resentful.
Qin Mo stopped, turned her head, and looked at Ji Chun with his conflicted face, her eyes slightly narrowed, "Why did you call me?"
She had nothing left to say to Ji Chun.
Moreover, she had long since stopped loving this man; what she felt now was only disdain.
"When did you find out about me and Ruyi? What exactly are you and her up to?"
Ji Chun's complexion was unsightly, but his eyes greedily fixed on Qin Mo.