Xia Nuobai merely replied coldly, "So what?"
Ou Luoxin finally couldn't bear it anymore, trembling as she slapped away the medicine cup he handed over. The sound of shattering glass pierced the air as she stared at him in disbelief, "Xia Nuobai, how can you be so cold-blooded?"
Xia Nuobai's back stiffened, and just as a hint of hurt appeared on his face, he suppressed it before she could notice, speaking in a slightly mocking tone, "Cold-blooded..."
As he uttered these words, Ou Luoxin seemed to suddenly remember something, showing a trace of panic on her face.
"Yes! I am cold-blooded! You knew that long ago, didn't you? Four years ago, you pushed me away because of those two words, and now you want to push me away a second time, don't you?"
After finishing speaking, Xia Nuobai turned and left without hesitation, leaving Ou Luoxin stunned.
Ou Luoxin lay back despondently on the bed, covering her eyes with her arm.
