But she doesn't remember him anymore.
Although it was all his doing, hearing her respectfully address him as "Mr. Yan" and seeing her doubtful and puzzled gaze, he realized this kind of pain was worse than he had imagined.
He wanted to hear her call him "Yan Sijue" in that spoiled tone once more or teasingly as "Young Master Yan," but now it would never happen again.
Perhaps he had been staring at her for too long, as Mu Yiliang finally couldn't help but speak: "If you have nothing else, I won't keep you company!"
"In the future, you can just take some time to come visit Liu Xuan, there's no need to personally feed him anymore." Yan Sijue seemed to chuckle lightly, saying, "Your purpose is to express gratitude, not to make him anxious. Right?"
Mu Yiliang pursed her lips.
Indeed, if Liu Xuan really didn't want her to do those things for him, then she certainly wouldn't make things difficult for him.
