Rarely did she look at him this way, but Nangong Yaoling suddenly felt a stinging pain in his eyes, and his heart ached along with it.
He remembered hearing somewhere that he disliked people apologizing to him because it meant they had definitely done something to wrong him.
Nangong Yaoling felt exactly this way now.
He deeply resented that guilty look in her eyes, a look that pierced his heart with sharp pain.
Yet he smiled as he looked at her: "Since you're going upstairs, why did you come down just now?"
Xia Xiaonuan froze upon hearing his question.
The next second, her face turned pale.
If she was going upstairs, why come down?
His implication was, did he really hate her?
She stared at him with wide eyes, not knowing how to respond.
He, however, curved his lips into a smirk and turned away.
"Wait."
Xia Xiaonuan saw him about to leave and quickly took two steps forward to stop him again.
Nangong Yaoling took a deep breath and turned around.
