"Do you have any dignity left? I thought you had none."
Qin Mo felt she must have eaten something wrong; otherwise, how could she truly feel nauseous.
"Momo, forgive me."
Ji Chun rarely begged anyone with humility. His handsome but slightly haggard face alternated between green and pale. If it weren't for Qin Mo's shares and the Ji Family's business, he wouldn't have come to plead with Qin Mo. This woman simply wouldn't give him face.
"Oh."
Qin Mo didn't understand; she had made it so clear.
Why did Ji Chun still believe she would have a change of heart? Upon reflection, perhaps Ji Chun was too conceited and thought there was no woman he couldn't win back. Speaking with such people was the most exhausting and the hardest to make them understand.
"Can we start over?"
Ji Chun believed he had shown sincerity with all his heart.