Nan Yi sighed heavily as she entered Nan Xinyue's room, seeing her constantly staring at the garden from her bedroom window, and her gaze was blank.
Nan Yi then walked over to Nan Xinyue and placed her favorite breakfast and hot tea on the side table, and she then asked her. "Young miss, are you really in love with Mo Xie?"
However, Nan Xinyue didn't say anything to her, but her expression turned sad upon hearing that.
Nan Yi walked behind Nan Xinyue and massaged her shoulders. "Even though Mo Xie saved you from those people, you don't know him. Moreover, he is a cold-blooded killer, so I think it would be better if you forgot about him."
"Is that so?" Nan Xinyue finally spoke up. "Have you forgotten my parents' profession? Even though I've never killed before, I'm the daughter of two cold-blooded killers."
