Mo Roulan was just at the door of the room she was to rest inside when she suddenly stopped amidst her steps and looked at He Jian.
"Mr. He"
"Hm"
He Jian also stopped and hummed lightly.
Mo Roulan froze.
Why does this single hum make her feel that He Jian was heaving a little peculiarly today?
She swallowed as she could feel the goosebumps rising on her arms remembering that deep and husky hum.
She didn't know what but there seemed to be something different about him today.
Mo Roulan thought that all those painkillers were putting some sort of fog on her mind. It must be her illusion. Shaking her head, she tried to concentrate on what she had been thinking about before.
However, she had just opened her mouth when a shout across the wide hallway sounded.
"Roulan"
Mo Roulan froze again. She seems to recognize who this was but she was completely unable to believe that that person could be here.
