"So, you didn't go to F Country because of Mo Bai?" Xi Muchen's large hand on her waist couldn't help but tighten.
The force around her waist made Xia Wanwan feel a twinge of pain, and when she looked up, she saw the man's dense, black eyebrows tightly furrowed together.
Xia Wanwan's heart trembled slightly. Seeing him like this, she felt an inexplicable discomfort. She knew that although this man didn't speak of it, he was jealous at heart. She might not have been with Mo Bai, but she had liked him and coveted the warmth he offered, and that was a fact.
But now, seeing Xi Muchen like this, she really felt a little heartache.
Xia Wanwan sighed softly, "Forget it, it's all in the past now, let's not talk about it."
Xi Muchen's eyes darkened. His gaze settled on Xia Wanwan, and after a silent, lengthy moment, he finally spoke, "Go on, I want to know."
