Her grip on Ling Xi's hand tightened unconsciously, but she remained silent, continuing straight towards the elevator as if nothing was amiss.
However, just because Han Ning didn't care, it didn't mean Ling Xi could turn a blind eye.
She was not only the precious sister of her comrade-in-arms but also a sister Ling Xi acknowledged herself. In her territory, she wasn't there to be bullied.
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"Sister Xi?" Han Ning looked at the suddenly stationary Ling Xi with some confusion, not understanding why she had stopped.
Releasing Han Ning's hand, Ling Xi turned around and walked step by step towards the girl who had spoken, her cold, indifferent eyes devoid of any emotion, yet causing the girl's heart to unconsciously tighten with anxiety, even her breathing becoming cautious.
Her wedding, held in Tianxia, comprised a guest list she didn't know entirely, but she still overheard some things—almost all were significant figures they would never meet in their lifetime.
