A slender and fair neck felt a trace of heat suddenly.
Ruan Xixia's heart was instantly wrenched.
"Hey, they say men shouldn't cry easily. Is it really necessary? Don't cry, don't cry... Oh dear, be good, let me... let me pat your head."
Ruan Xixia wasn't very good at comforting people, offering a few dry words as she stiffly raised her hand to rub Ji Yemo's hair.
His hair was cut very short, neatly trimmed, and felt prickly to the touch.
Ji Yemo cupped her face, his eyes red-rimmed, "Xixia, can you tell me what happened back then?"
Ruan Xixia turned away, "I don't want to talk about it..."
"Answer me!"
He was firm in his attitude, causing Ruan Xixia to frown and respond irritably, "I was abroad, schemed against, slept with a man and got pregnant. Due to the effects of the drugs, I have no idea who the person was, and know nothing about the specifics. Do you still need to ask?"
