Huo Tingzhou sat down on the sofa again.
His voice was indifferent, yet it held a restrained, chilly solemnity: "Since you always say we have known each other for so many years, you should also know that I wouldn't bring this matter up without being absolutely certain."
Nasha's body tensed.
She stood, stunned for a long while, then suddenly stepped forward to Huo Tingzhou and said loudly, "Yes, the registration was done by me. As for why, since you are so smart, you should know the reason. I don't ask for much; I also gave a lot. I just don't understand why can't you see me? Don't you feel that we should be together?!"
After all these years, she finally bravely voiced the thoughts hidden at the bottom of her heart.
However, this confession was nothing like any she had imagined.
Huo Tingzhou's expression remained unchanged, which revealed, as Nasha said, that he knew.
But he hadn't always known.