Anjue sensed it, thinking that Ye Xiaoyu was throwing a tantrum because she was startled by his absence.
"I'm sorry, I've been a bit busy lately. On the day you left, I received some news unexpectedly, and I've been in the United States for the last ten days. I couldn't rush back in time."
Lying in his arms, Ye Xiaoyu sneered inwardly. What was he doing? Was it because he felt guilty about her spending these days in nightmares, that he found an excuse to placate her?
Even if he was in the United States, he didn't personally handle these matters. He had An Bai do it, or maybe An Bai had someone else do it.
Why trouble himself?
Though he claimed she was important, he didn't rush to her side at the first moment.
Instead, he took ten days.
In truth, his so-called love was just a form of cruelty.
"I'm fine now."
"Were you scared badly?"
"... I'm okay."
"Sigh..."
