Mu Yuchen did not make any promises. He closed his eyes without saying anything. Moments later, he grabbed the remote control and switched on the television.
Xi Xiaye stopped the conversation as she felt a little odd.
"Things aren't that simple between us. It's not like we can just meet up and talk it out. Even if I'm willing to forget about what happened, they won't let me go so easily. There aren't many ways to solve their hatred. The only thing I can do is to deal with them until the very end."
He was emanating a cold aura as he slowly let go of her and refilled his cup of tea before taking a sip. He then handed the cup to her, signaling her to have a taste.
Xi Xiaye was startled for a moment, but she took a sip as well.
The extreme bitterness filled her mouth, and she almost spat the tea out, but she managed to force herself to swallow it. She returned the cup with a frown on her face.
