Rong Mochen's lips curled into a cold smile, continuing to move closer to her.
Jin Jumo's eyelashes fluttered violently, forced back by him until there was no escape.
Steeling her heart, Jin Jumo bit her lip tightly and glanced at the bedroom door, swiftly running inside.
Using both hands to push the door.
Rong Mochen's black eyes grazed over a chill, his large hand easily pressed against the door panel, looking at Jin Jumo inside the bedroom, her little face flushed from pushing the door forcefully, "Do you weigh yourself accurately, do you have the ability to stop me?"
"..." Jin Jumo inhaled sharply, then instantly deflated.
Her peach blossom eyes stifled, staring at Rong Mochen, her pink lips stretched straight with suppressed indignation, "Mr. Rong is here now, what exactly do you want to do?"
Rong Mochen stared directly at Jin Jumo, "You're just about to go to the UK, I'm here to see you off."
