Ever since she came back, Zhuang Shaoyang had never seen her speak so sharply. Previously, he thought time had mellowed her, making her less fiery than when she was young.
But now he realized she still had a temper—she simply chose not to argue with him. Clearly, she harbored hatred towards him.
He opened his mouth, his voice hoarse, "Ah Ning, I'm sorry..."
Kong Lizhen frowned and turned her head, continuing her work, "If you want to apologize to me, I've received it, you can leave now."
Seeing her attitude of shutting him out completely, Zhuang Shaoyang felt extremely disappointed but couldn't help asking, "Ah Ning, do you really want to be with that man?"
"That's my business, it's none of your concern."
"How can it not concern me? No matter what, I am your..." Unable to say the word 'ex-husband,' Zhuang Shaoyang rephrased, "Even if we divorced, we've grown up together, childhood sweethearts, there's still affection there. Is it wrong for me to care about you?"
