The man's lips moved ever so slightly when faced with her nonchalant smile. In the end, he did not say anything and just nodded ever so slightly.
"Alright."
However, once Tang Xiaoyu disappeared from his sight, his eyes shone with complexity.
Sadness, resignation, and helplessness – it was hard to decipher.
"Are you the one getting engaged? It's good… that you found happiness. It's good…"
The man's low voice sounded like a cello – low and elegant; it was enough to make one's mind sink further, yet the words he spoke could make one feel his helplessness and despondence.
"Zhengrong, come out and eat! I'm famished!"
He hid all his emotions at once when he heard her upbeat voice.
"Mhm."
Lightly humming, he walked out of the door.
His steps were very slow and steady, but with each step, his expression became even more resolute.
It was as if he had made a decision in this short journey.
