"Perhaps this perfume isn't left by Momo."
Mo Ziye looked coolly at Ye Zhan's confident demeanor, unable to resist the urge to undermine him.
Ye Zhan chuckled softly, "My intuition tells me it's Momo. I'm going to L City; do you want to come along?"
He recalled the time when Momo was kidnapped by Shi Dongliang, back when he and Momo hadn't known each other for long and hadn't spent much time together.
But he read Momo's thoughts through her eyes, and with perfect synergy, rescued her from Shi Dongliang's grasp.
Just now, when he closed his eyes after sensing the perfume scent, he envisioned Momo trapped in someone's territory, trying to convey a message to him in this manner.
He seemed to see Momo's fearful, helpless despair, yet her unwillingness to give up.
His heart felt as if it were being fiercely squeezed by an invisible hand, and he could hardly breathe for a long while.
"You can't even move now; how do you plan to go to L City?"
