Back in the living room, Xia Ning stood by the French windows and looked out at the dark night sky. She was lost in her thoughts.
Qiao Yu stood there, watching her from behind. He could sense the cold and detached air she was giving off. It was as if she had closed herself up in her own world, not allowing anything or anyone to disturb her.
What was happening between Mu Zichen and Wen Yue reminded Qiao Yu a lot about the two of them back then. He felt grateful that he married her and kept that baby without hesitation.
Otherwise, he would have no reason to have anything to do with her.
However, at this moment, she was giving him this feeling that she was out of his reach as if the two of them were worlds apart. He didn't like this feeling.
"Mu Zichen just hasn't learned how to love yet. Give him some time. He'll get there." Qiao Yu went up to Xia Ning and whispered in her ear. "Don't let them wind you up."
