The bodyguard respectfully opened the car door, and under the escort of Nangong Yaoling, Xia Xiaonuan got into the car.
Sitting in the car, she still felt weak in her limbs, and her whole body lacked any strength.
Nangong Yaoling sat beside her, giving her a heartbroken glance.
He grasped her hand, which was resting on her lap, with his large hand.
"Your hand is so cold." He said worriedly, "Xiaonuan, are you scared?"
But Xia Xiaonuan suddenly withdrew her hand from his.
"Xiaonuan…" he exclaimed softly in surprise.
Xia Xiaonuan's eyes were slightly red as she turned her head to look out the window.
"Don't talk, I want to be alone for a while." She said faintly.
Nangong Yaoling looked at her, his deep eyes inexplicably revealing a hint of disappointment.
No matter what he did, would she ever be satisfied?
Did she not understand that everything he did was for her?
The man's hand on his lap clenched into a fist.
His face turned a bit grim as he looked out the window.
