Xia Yiwan, who had just taken a few steps away, heard the words "I don't know her." At that, she hesitated for a moment, feelings she couldn't quite describe welling up within her.
Bitter, sour, and yet with an urge to lose control in madness.
He didn't know her?
Then who was the beast clinging onto her, refusing to sleep at night?
"You guys talk, I'll go check on her." After saying that, Yan Xia turned around to chase after Xia Yiwan.
"Shush!" Si Nuanqian casually whistled, leaning closer to her brother's ear. "Bro, you say you don't know that delicate beauty, but why do I get the feeling she's jealous?"
Si Mo gave a cold hum, turning around to walk away, but suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Xia Yiwan wasn't bothered by Nuannuan's identity mix-up. Was she... jealous?
Not repulsed by him?
Thoughts swirling in his mind, myriad expressions flashed across Si Mo's face.
"I didn't lie to you, did I?" Tang Jin pointed at Si Mo's handsome face and winked at Si Nuanqian.
