Jin Jumo didn't speak, but gently stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed his lips.
"I'll find a time to explain everything to Jingyao."
The color in Rong Mochen's dark eyes deepened as he stared at Jin Jumo.
"He's treated me well these past few years, and he's been good to Xixi and Hanhan too. If I hadn't met you again, if these things hadn't happened, maybe I would have been with him. Although all I have for him is gratitude and guilt, at least he is truly a decent man. I believe he would have been good to Xixi and Hanhan, which is what's most important."
She never considered whether she loved Ying Jingyao or whether Ying Jingyao would care... She selfishly chose not to think about any of it.
Looking at Jin Jumo's apologetic eyes, Rong Mochen imagined if he hadn't run into her in S City, she would end up spending her life with another man. His heart felt as if pierced by needles.
