As soon as the door of the cabin was shut, Ji Nuan's heart sank but, at the same time, hope also arose in her mind.
Mo Jingshen was alive. He had been standing in front of her alive the moment before.
Although he was unbearably cold toward her, she knew how keen and resolute he could be.
If he had shown the slightest sign of interest or relationship with her, she would have instantly been shot by Dali.
However, she finally found him, but she could not say a word and even suffered his indifference. Even the food she made for him was knocked over…
Ji Nuan felt a little depressed, but more so because she had heard that he hadn't eaten anything for three days and nights.
Dali walked out with a cold face, apparently irritated by Mo Jingshen's attitude. He turned to urge her to hurry, looking very impatient.
