He already knew everything, knew about Qiqi, knew about Nan Mo, knew that... she was the girl he had been searching for so desperately.
But... right at this moment, she was about to tell him they needed to break up.
She could even understand Nangong Yaoling's feelings, the feeling of being at the height of happiness, only to plunge into the depths in an instant.
So, she suddenly felt so unforgivable. Seeing his pain, she wished she could cast herself into the eighteen levels of hell.
But... who would pity her?
"You... you know everything?" Xia Xiaonuan widened her eyes, looking at Nangong Yaoling.
Nangong Yaoling stared at her, his pupils constricted, a complex expression flashed across his eyes, and after a long time, he finally spoke.
"Yes, I know everything. You are Xia Qiqi, the one who saved my life more than ten years ago; the Xia Qiqi, who six years ago, was cornered by a manager in a hotel and barged into my suite..."
