"Yue'er, thank goodness."
Xiao Yue was even more confused when her mother moved towards her to hug her tightly. She also noticed the crown prince Yang Shuo was in her room.
When her eyes met the mesmerizing golden eyes, Niken suddenly stopped thinking about the black-haired man.
Even though she no longer thought about the man, it didn't mean that her heart had completely forgotten about the mysterious man. And as she looked at Yang Shuo with a probing gaze, for the first time, she did not feel an unfamiliar pleasant trembling in her chest.
She felt he no longer had any interest in this golden-eyed man. She no longer felt a magnet pulling her towards this man.
Xiao Yue decided to glance at her father and brother, who were standing on the other side of her bed. At this time, her mother held her tightly while sobbing as if the grim reaper almost took her soul.
