C569 Immovable Heart Immobile Mind Immobile Heart

When Zhong Yuhan pushed the door open and entered, Rong Jinxi was sitting on a chair behind the window. He faced the window and looked at the deep night sky.

"Mr Jinxi …"

She came softly and stopped two or three paces behind him.

His back looked heartbreaking.

Zhong Yuhan had an inexplicable maternal feeling in her heart. For a moment