When Mo Sichen saw that she remained silent, he knew she still despised him as before. He glanced at his watch and prepared to leave, but she suddenly grabbed his sleeve.
He looked back and met her somewhat bewildered gaze. She begged him, "Can... can you please stay?"
The first person she saw when she woke up was him, and she had a feeling he must be someone important to her.
Seeing him about to leave, she felt suddenly panicked.
Xia Yunsheng glanced at the servants and the doctor in the room. Among this group of people, Mo Sichen seemed the most reliable.
Because he was the first person she saw, she was slightly more at ease with him.
Mo Sichen believed himself to always be a man of cold demeanour, but looking into her clear, innocent eyes, his heart inexplicably softened. He sat back down and asked, "You... you genuinely don't remember anything?"
Xia Yunsheng nodded, "Do you know who I am? And why am I in your house? Who are you to me?"
