Bai Yaoyao was shocked. She shook her head and said, "Xirong Ziye, I'm not like you. I've never threatened you with my death."
Xirong Ziye paused, and his expression changed immediately before he coughed several times.
Even if Xirong Ziye coughed badly, Bai Yaoyao held back her words of comfort and the urge to pat his back. She stood there coldly as she said, "Xirong Ziye, don't come to Country A in the future and don't find me. You know how love cannot be controlled by a person. It comes when it wants to."
Xirong Ziye held onto his chest, trying to calm his emotions. He wanted to hear her talk. Even if it hurt him, he wanted to hear her voice. It was better than not being able to find her.
Now, he could at least see her and know that she was doing well.
