Heart Hurts Too Much to Even Breathe (5)

"Seems like you're still not very satisfied with me," he said, smiling wryly.

"Didn't expect you to still have a bit of self-awareness. I made you this myself. Aren't you going to give it a sip?" An Xiaoning answered, handing him a cup of beverage.

Jin Qingyan could not quite get used to such a calm and well-mannered An Xiaoning. Perhaps due to the fact that she had been treating him coldly with much disdain the past few months, he seemed to have forgotten what the An Xiaoning he knew was like.

He lifted the cup of green tea which seemed to have tasted sweeter than usual, though it was merely an ordinary cup of green tea.

In fact, it almost felt like he was drinking honey.

He appeared extremely haggard, though his immaculate features had not changed a single bit and he still looked as handsome as ever. It was evident that he had not been getting enough rest.