The car stopped outside the building Mo Roulan and He Jian lived in.
Mo Roulan got out of the car immediately. She said 'thanks' in a low voice to He Jian and walked inside the building.
She didn't want to stay with him any longer. Just a few minutes had made her mind a mess.
On her behind, He Jian was leaning against the car. He stared at her leaving back till he no could longer see her.
Then he got inside the car and said to the driver.
"Start the car."
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Opening the door of her apartment, Mo Roulan looked around and called
"Mom…"
Her mother should have already come back from her job.
When no one responded to her call, Mo Roulan frowned and putting her bag on the couch.
She walked inside the kitchen but her mother was not there.
The faint doubt that the woman in waitress dress was her mother was now becoming stronger in Mo Roulan's mind.
