"Excuse me, Miss"
The woman standing in front of Mo Roulan called politely when she saw the unresponsive Mo Roulan staring at her continuously in a daze.
"Huh?"
Mo Roulan came out of her trance and swallowed nervously.
She licked her dry lips as she breathed deeply while observing the woman in front of her with great vigilance. Her eyes looking at the woman were cold and had a little wariness in them.
The woman perhaps noticed her cold and indifferent attitude and smiled tightly.
"I hope I am not disturbing you, dear."
The woman still tried to say gently.
For a moment, Mo Roulan just looked at the gentle smile on the woman's lips, and then she hesitantly shook her head.
"N..No…"
She clenched her fists tightly when she found out that she was stuttering.
She didn't want to look scared at all… although she was very scared.
"Oh then it's good."
