"Mm," Rong Mochen said casually.
Jin Jumo was taken aback, not expecting that after her long babble, she would only receive his indifferent "Mm."
With a slight furrow of her brows, Jin Jumo stared at his composed face, and a thought suddenly flashed in her mind.
She remembered that Wan Liwei didn't approve of Zhong Qin's work and was quite resistant to her making public appearances.
If even Wan Liwei, who wasn't really from a wealthy family, felt that way, isn't his mentality even more severe?
Thinking of this, Jin Jumo's lightly furrowed brow instantly tightened.
Sure enough, the next second she heard him say, "Now that the two kids are still young, let's put your work plans on hold for now."
"Ugh..." Jin Jumo's face slightly fell, silently watching Rong Mochen.
Rong Mochen saw the fleeting disappointment and gloom in her peach blossom eyes, his heart clenched a bit, and he reached out to smooth her long hair, sighing, "Forget it, if you want to go, then go."
