When they returned to the mountain villa, Xia Ning sat on the sofa in the living room, unwilling to go back to her room to rest.
Zheng Ziming had no choice but to sit with her. He knew that she was afraid of the dark and afraid of being alone.
The reason why her bedroom was arranged in a grayish-white color was so that she could adapt to that color.
Zheng Ziming looked at Xia Ning, who was hugging her legs and lying on the sofa.""Astria, do you want something to drink?" he asked.
Xia Ning shook her head.
"Are you hungry? You didn't eat anything after we got off the plane. "
Xia Ning still shook her head.
Zheng Ziming sighed."Astria, I don't want to advise you on anything, but I hope that you'll put yourself first at all times."
"I'm just a little upset. " Xia Ning closed her eyes and smiled bitterly."Sometimes, I think I'm quite silly."
"What?"
