Although she wasn't the Xiaonuan who grew up with him, after going through so much, she already regarded Feihong as her best friend.
Thinking of his sadness and despair, her heart was filled with immense sorrow and guilt.
"I... I saw Feihong."
"You saw him?" Nangong Yaoling propped her up, looking at her with concern and asked, "Where is Feihong now? Why isn't he with you?"
Xia Xiaonuan's face flashed with a trace of embarrassment: "He... he has already returned home..."
"Why didn't you two leave together?"
Xia Xiaonuan: "..."
Nangong Yaoling's pupils flickered with suspicion.
"What's going on between you and that Situ Yan?" His face turned cold, and he looked at Xia Xiaonuan with a grim gaze.
Xia Xiaonuan's body stiffened.
Seeing Nangong Yaoling's face suddenly turn cold, she widened her eyes, thinking of how Situ Yan had just been stabbed multiple times for her.
Not knowing if he could still escape danger.
