Nangong Yaoling looked at Xia Xiaonuan and said, "Take off your glasses. Let me see your eyes."
Xia Xiaonuan's face changed. "What's there to see?"
"Are you jealous?" Nangong Yaoling stared at her face and asked.
"You're overthinking." Xia Xiaonuan said indifferently.
"Then why did you bring me food? Isn't it because you care about me?"
"Just happened to be on the way."
Nangong Yaoling looked deeply at her for a while.
Suddenly, he said, "Don't worry. When I'm better, I'll explain everything to Grandpa. Then, we'll end our relationship completely."
Xia Xiaonuan's body stiffened.
But she smiled and said, "That's good, thank you."
Nangong Yaoling looked at her, not expecting that she could actually smile.
He had been thinking the whole day.
Since she didn't love him, then keeping her by his side was meaningless.
It would only torture her and himself.
Maybe letting go was also a kind of fulfillment.
