Dai Yu watched the interaction between the two, the smile in her eyes faltering for a moment.
She had been with Mr. Mo for 18 days, during which they had exchanged less than 10 sentences, each no longer than five words.
She had thought Mr. Mo was simply reserved and not prone to talk, but she hadn't expected...
Was she really that bad? Mr. Mo didn't even bother to speak a single word to her.
Bitterness crept into her heart.
Since childhood, she had been brought up doted on by all her senior brothers; she had never been treated coldly by anyone before.
Dai Yu's beautiful eyes flickered, and when she looked up again, her eyes were filled with laughter, "Sister, I'll lead the way; you and Mr. Mo follow behind me."
As soon as she finished speaking, she turned and walked to the side of the stone monument, took a deep breath, and set one foot on the iron chain.
As soon as her foot touched the iron chain, it creaked and began to swing uncertainly.