Even after so many years had passed, the mere thought of the past's brutality still left her feeling disturbed and restless.
Yu Zexiao seemed to sense the unease and distress in her heart, hugging her even tighter as if to offer comfort.
Jian Anning paused for a moment before speaking, "My father and grandparents passed away because of that incident. I was also taken back to my mother's home. At that time, my mother had already started a new family, which was rather complicated. And—"
"And what?" Yu Zexiao glanced at her and asked.
"And—" Jian Anning struggled, looking at him and pursing her lips, unsure of how to continue.
"As long as it's not because you have a love interest over there," he said.
As for the rest, Yu Zexiao didn't want to concern himself with it.
