"He's probably planning to find someone to hypnotize you again. If you forget what you've dreamed of, but still remember what I said, make sure not to doubt it, because all of it truly happened."
"Alright, if you're too tired, just sleep for a while."
She obediently closed her eyes and drifted off into a deep sleep.
Jun Mochan gently laid her down and walked out.
Outside the door, Fu Rong's face was icy cold: "She must be with you, isn't she?"
Jun Mochan didn't immediately let him in. His hand gripped the door handle, standing like a guardian deity before Fu Rong, blocking his way: "Whether she is or isn't, what does that have to do with you?"
"Do you think if you don't step aside, I won't have other ways?"
"Do you think taking her back will cover up the truth?"
Their gazes met in the air, clashing violently like sparks.
