Xia Xiaonuan, in her excitement, tried to step on the ground but suddenly fell from the swing.
She screamed and found herself falling into a soft embrace.
Nangong Yaoling's strong arms caught her, and a cold voice asked in her ear, "Who... is he?"
He finally understood why her gaze had been so happy just moments ago.
It was because she was thinking about another man!
Xia Xiaonuan steadied herself by grabbing Nangong Yaoling, and upon realizing it, she immediately frowned and asked, "What... What are you doing here?"
"I asked you, who exactly is that man named Mo?" Nangong Yaoling grabbed her wrist and asked through gritted teeth once more.
At this moment, Nangong Yaoling suddenly seemed very frightening.
Xia Xiaonuan looked into his sinister eyes and shivered, avoiding his gaze. "Who? I don't know what you're talking about."
