Wang Xiao clarified, his words carrying a weight of significance, "Yes, side. If I were to stand tomorrow against whoever you know up until now—the village, Amelia, Victoria—then whose side would you take?"
Eleanor fell into a contemplative silence, her typically composed expression revealing a subtle internal dialogue.
Wang Xiao, observing her silent demeanor, eventually sighed, conceding, "Nevermind." Suddenly, he caught her hand, which had been continuously stroking through his hair. "Can you please stop acting like my mother? It's growing annoying lately," he stated bluntly, an unfiltered honesty lingering in his words.
Bing Xueli, taken aback by the abrupt declaration, met his gaze with a silent acknowledgment of the unexpected boundary he had just drawn.
Wang Xiao, sensing the change, continued, "I don't need someone to constantly watch over me or guide me. I've managed just fine on my own, and I'd appreciate it if you treat me accordingly."
