Jin Jumo's eyebrows moved slightly, her lips twitched awkwardly, "What's wrong?"
Rong Mochen lowered his soft black eyelashes, his tone seemingly nonchalant, "Do you care about him?"
Jin Jumo bit her lip, her Taohua eyes dark and bright as she looked at him and said softly, "He's my brother."
Rong Mochen's long eyebrows imperceptibly furrowed as he fixed his black eyes on her, and suddenly asked, "Between him and me, who do you care about more?"
"Uh..." Jin Jumo hadn't expected him to suddenly ask this, and she was stunned.
In fact, in her heart, both he and Mu Qinnian were very important to her, and she didn't think there was a problem with both of them being in her life at the same time. For example, the question of whether she cared more about him or Mu Qinnian—she didn't see any need to ask.
Because, they can't be compared.
Mu Qinnian is a brother, family. And he, he was the one she wanted to spend her life with, the one she couldn't lose!
