Upon hearing these words, Xiaoxiao felt an intense pain in her heart. She continually kept her hand over her heart as her heartbeat sped up to the point where she almost couldn't breathe.
It turned out that her nominal husband had already expressed his affections to her, but she simply didn't understand, and she wondered how dull she had been.
Without any response from her, how heartbroken he must have been at the time, yet he still took care of her meticulously afterward. Wasn't that enough to show that he loved her?
A surge of warmth rushed to her heart and turned into tears, swirling in her eyes.
"Don't tell me you had no reaction at all when you got the kite."
Xiaoxiao recalled the moment she received the kite; she nodded and then shook her head.
"What does this nodding and shaking your head mean?" Wang Xiangxiang was frustrated by Xiaoxiao's response.
"At that time, I didn't look very happy, I thought the kite was too ugly."