Would she really feel nothing when seeing him with another woman? If that’s the case, why did she initially suggest being together! He was truly confused by her. “I saw nothing,” she answered coldly, Xinluo suddenly feeling an impulse to hang up the phone. Was he deliberately calling to provoke her? Did he want to see her in pain? Did he know how long she had spent hypnotizing herself to not hear, not see? To stop herself from feeling heartache over his promiscuity! “You—” “I have always kept our agreement. You can rest assured I won’t cry or make a scene just because you have a new love,” Xinluo said word by word, suppressing her anger. “…” Xia’erxi gritted his teeth, his temple veins bulging with anger. Her words completely enraged him. Compared to him, she seemed to care even less. Was their relationship just an emotionless game? Fine! He was confident he could play this game better than anyone. “Do you have anything else?” Xinluo asked after a pause. “No,” since she didn’t care, why think more? Xia’erxi’s voice was even colder than hers. “Then I’m going to get busy,” she cut off the phone without another word. The hand holding her phone was so tense her knuckles turned white, and tears involuntarily welled up in her eyes.
. “It’ll be fine… everything will be fine,” she took a deep breath to comfort herself, “There’s nothing to be sad about… it’s just loving the wrong person…” The comforting words were still on the tip of her tongue when she vulnerably crouched down. But knowing she had loved the wrong person, she didn’t know how to stop herself from falling deeper.
“Young master, you don’t look well!” Opening the gate of the Xia family mansion, the housekeeper Zhang Ma asked with concern.
“Hmm.” He responded coldly, turning and going u
“Oh, the master is waiting for you in the study,” Zhang Ma followed behind him like a kind and gentle mother.
“Waiting for me?” He unconsciously frowned, pivoting his heel and walking towards the study.
His father must be looking for him for no good reason – most likely to urge him to get married.
“Dad, you called me?” He knocked on the study door and asked.
