Jin Jumo's eyes flickered lightly, suppressing her breath as she looked at him for a while, then took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Rong also mentioned that marriage is no small matter. Since Mr. Rong has proposed to marry me, should we sit down calmly and have a proper discussion about the matter of marriage?"
The two sat on the sofa, Jin Jumo's hand still held by him, with a gentle grip, appearing as if held casually, with space between their hands.
But Jin Jumo tried to pull her hand away several times, without success, unable to extricate it from his large hand.
Jin Jumo's head throbbed slightly, frowning as she looked at Rong Mochen's calm face, "Mr. Rong, I don't believe you would want to marry me for no reason. Can you tell me the reason?"
Rong Mochen stared at her, the corner of his mouth tugging suddenly downward, lowering his dark eyes, without answering Jin Jumo.
Yet his reaction indirectly told Jin Jumo that there must be another reason behind his marriage proposal.
