"Today, I visited the Ye family to finalize the adoption of my goddaughter. Any thoughts about this?" Murong Yanshu said. As she spoke, her gaze remained on Nangong Xuyao, seeking any hint in his expressions. Xuyao used to be quite resistant to this idea. Although he had given his consent later, something about it felt rather unreal to her. Taking advantage of this moment, she wanted to get a clear view of his thoughts.
"That seems fine to me. If it makes you happy, it's good." Nangong Xuyao's face showed no apparent emotions. "This is a trivial matter, no need for any special notification."
The mere mention of Ye Xiyuan stirred up feelings of disgust in him. His recent feeling of being fooled by her, thinking she was his savior, only deepened his dislike for her.
