Rong Mochen's face was dark as he stared at her without speaking.
Jin Jumo glanced sideways, her eyes brushing over the laptop screen, momentarily unsure of how to begin.
"You only have this one chance. If you don't speak now, even if you want to say it later, hold it in," Rong Mochen's voice was solemn and severe.
Jin Jumo felt like he could explode at any moment tonight, as if he had eaten dynamite!
She couldn't help but mutter under her breath. She'd only mentioned once that Tang Ruan was dear to his heart, was that worth giving her a hard time over? So petty!
"Mr. Rong, I've thought about it and feel it's necessary to discuss some uncertainties regarding our marriage," Jin Jumo slightly adjusted her mindset and looked at Rong Mochen as she spoke.
Uncertainties?
Rong Mochen squinted, seeming somewhat interested, took a step back, and looked at her, "What are these uncertainties?"
