Upon hearing Xia Nian's words, Xia Jingshen paused briefly and laughed at himself, "Yes, it was out of desperation… If she knew what I had done, she would definitely hate me."
"Indeed, she will hate you," Xia Nian didn't comfort Xia Jingshen and even said straightforwardly, "but at the same time, she will also hate herself because if she hadn't had that thought back then, she wouldn't have followed your psychological suggestion to dress Little Nine as a boy."
"...Are you angry?"
"Sort of," Xia Nian smiled and stepped forward to help Xia Jingshen, "I'm just feeling indignant for Little Nine, and it reminds me of my own past. You know, I was abandoned by my parents when I was young, and I've always wondered why they brought me into this world only to abandon me."
