Xia Xiaonuan was excitedly running this way and that, squatting down to roll a small snowball.
Nangong Yaoling also got out of the car, watching Xia Xiaonuan's antics, and couldn't help but shake his head.
Women are really such emotional creatures—two hours ago, she was crying her eyes out, and now she's as excited as a child!
But this was exactly what he loved about her.
Nangong Yaoling also thought he was strange, inexplicably driving the car here.
Seeing the snow outside, he thought of bringing her here.
Nangong Yaoling stepped forward, walking up behind Xia Xiaonuan. Xia Xiaonuan was reaching for a tree branch, trying to grab the blossoms on it.
The man asked sternly, "What's this? Not crying anymore? Car got smashed, anger vented, and now it looks like you're in a great mood?"
Hearing his words, a hint of melancholy crossed Xia Xiaonuan's eyes.
But it made her even more furious.
This man, he really couldn't let her be happy for a moment, could he!
