Xia Yangyang held her phone tightly in her palm.
Her gaze lingered on the message for a long time.
Finally, she withdrew her gaze.
She didn't reply with a single word.
Xia Yangyang didn't even know what she was thinking.
Maybe she hadn't sorted out her thoughts yet.
Perhaps it was because Gu Qichen's tone made Xia Yangyang somewhat unhappy.
In this matter, Xia Yangyang always felt the initiative was in Gu Qichen's hands.
Xia Yangyang didn't doubt Gu Qichen's feelings for her.
She just couldn't believe he had such a past.
If it were just a past, Xia Yangyang could try to convince herself.
But historically, this past continued to extend unendingly.
In the evening, Xia Yangyang planned to go to the market to buy some fish to make fish soup.
These past two days, little Xingxing had been very good.
She did whatever was asked of her.
It seemed that besides not speaking, her personality has become more docile compared to before.
