The man's eyebrows furrowed in a way she could perceive.
Xia Yuxun knew she had guessed correctly.
She also knew that he allowed her to hold onto him, to cling to him, merely to let her give up completely.
Yet, he had overestimated her.
This was enough for her; she could not stand to watch him marry another woman.
Xia Yuxun's shoulders slightly shrugged as she waved her hand casually and murmured, "Forget it, I won't hold you anymore. What use is there in holding your body... when I can't hold your heart..."
Upon hearing this, the man's arm slightly trembled, stiffening for a moment before slowly relaxing.
"Forget it..." She lowered her head, repeating "Forget it," though this time the tone seemed drained of all energy, an unwilling compromise.
She knew that with Tang Jue's current capabilities, if he truly wanted to investigate, even with Tang Zhen's interference, he could uncover her real identity, he could learn about his own past.
