Break up

This was an unclear answer, just like how an Xiaowan did not directly answer his question.

her heart suddenly relaxed.

Looking at Huo Shen's expression, she chuckled and leaned back in her chair.

she picked up the wine glass again and took a sip.

Then, she squinted her eyes and said in a sad voice,"that's not love." huo shen, you don't understand love."

to her, the deepest love was to let go, to let him be happy, to let him be healthy, to let him live to a hundred years old, and not to be with this person.

the air became heavy again.

Huo Shen looked at an Xiaowan, and an Xiaowan lowered her eyes to look at the liquid in the glass.

then, the two of them drank one glass after another.

Every time the glass was empty, Huo Shen would raise his hand and elegantly fill it for her, but he always remained silent.

This made an Xiaowan think that he was probably like this when he had dinner with other women.