Lan Xiao's following words were stuck in his throat.
"What?" He was waiting for her answer.
Lan Xiao's lips were a little painful from his pinching and her eyes were slightly red.
"It hurts, Yingluo."
"Is it related?" He asked again.
It was as if he would keep asking if she didn't answer or if she couldn't give him a satisfactory answer.
Lan Xiao finally understood that he was angry, very angry.
Was she not afraid or was she jealous?
Lan Xiao was really dumbfounded. Wen Muchu was actually jealous? Was he jealous of her?
She looked up at him in a daze, as if she was in a dream.
answer the question, Yingluo, " he said impatiently.
Lan Xiao pursed his lips and smiled, tears falling from his eyes unconsciously.
"It doesn't matter if Yingluo isn't here."
Wen Muchu gently wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes.
"Return the card to him, Yingluo."
Lan Xiao nodded happily and just said 'okay' with his lips pursed.
