Jin Jumo was forcibly shoved into the car again by him, buckled in the seatbelt and locked the car door. When he sat in the driver's seat, Jin Jumo had just unfastened the seatbelt, reaching out to push the car door, only to find it wouldn't budge.
The negative emotions piled up in her heart surged up again, rampantly running through her mind. Jin Jumo clenched her fists, lowered her head slightly, opened her lips and took a deep breath, then looked at Rong Mochen with bloodshot eyes, hoarsely said, "What exactly do you want from me?"
Rong Mochen tightened his thin lips, the emotions in his dark eyes were dense and profound, yet he remained silent, leaning to buckle the seatbelt for Jin Jumo once more.
Jin Jumo's back was straight as a rod, her eyes rimmed with crimson liquid, but she forced herself to hold back the tears, staring at him intently, "What do you want from me?"
