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Pretending to hit…
Although she was articulate and could argue black into white, facing a conversation terminator like the little overlord, she really found it exhausting. Could they ever have a pleasant chat?
Ning Xia was choked up for a moment, unable to pick up on his conversational cues.
Luckily, her bandaged foot caught Bo Siyan's attention quickly. His brows knitted subtly as he glanced at her feet, "What happened to your foot injury? Wasn't it already treated?"
According to the butler's report to him, her recovery was going well. Was this what they called well?
Ning Xia had been worried about how to steer the conversation to her foot injury, but he brought it up himself. Indeed, the injury was the breakthrough!
