Xia Wanwan couldn't rest easy and stood by the room door for a while, soon after, she heard the sound of Yang Susu's crying from inside. The weeping was restrained yet collapsing, which made Xia Wanwan's heart ache.
Her hands hanging at her sides couldn't help but clench tightly. Those who had hurt her, who had hurt her mother, she wouldn't let a single one of them off.
Having shared all these things tonight, Xia Wanwan also felt a great emotional burden. When she returned to her room, she felt as if she had been drained. At this very moment, she found herself wanting to see Xi Muchen, to be held in his arms like he usually did.
She missed him, for the first time, this much.
Taking out her phone and dialing Xi Muchen's number was something she did instinctively. By the time she realized what she was doing, the magnetic voice of Xi Muchen was already coming through from the other end.
"It seems you really miss me."
