"Nothing, did I wake you up?"
Huo Tingxiao watched as Mu Lan sleepily stretched out her hand to rub her eyes, a gesture so ordinary and yet, in his eyes, indescribably adorable.
"No, I was already not sleeping deeply, you... really, are you okay?"
Actually, Mu Lan really wanted to ask if it was because he had met Pei Zhao today that he was acting so out of the ordinary.
"Yes, I'm fine."
Mu Lan didn't continue to press the question, as it was obvious that Huo Tingxiao did not want to discuss it.
She felt inexplicably uncomfortable, as if she wasn't trusted, but then she thought that the trust between them had always been fragile in the first place.
Moreover, everyone has secrets they don't wish to share.
However, remembering the words Pei Zhao had said before, Mu Lan still decided to seek clarity.
"Huo Tingxiao, had we ever discussed divorce before I lost my memory?"
A flicker of an unusual emotion passed through Huo Tingxiao's eyes.
