But she hadn't. She just wanted to see her grandmother. Her humility made him feel overwhelming guilt.
Using her grandmother as leverage was just said out of anger and desperation, but she took it to heart, causing her great fear and concern.
"Xia Yiwan, open your eyes and see who I am."
Xia Yiwan's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, "Si Mo, you are Si Mo."
The soft and delicate tone, and the craving in her voice made Si Mo's blood rush in an instant.
It also put his mind at ease to a great extent.
At least, she was very clear about who was with her.
In the distance, unidentified insects echoed the rhythm from their bedroom, calling out over and over again, heralding the end of the night and the rise of the sun over Emerald Lake.
Xia Yiwan had planned to wake up early, but she ended up sleeping until noon.
She stretched languidly and turned her head to look out the floor-to-ceiling window.
