The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories-Chapter 322 - 324 [324] Don’t Come Looking for Me Again 3

So, he still smiled at her, talked to her, and even accepted her invitation to meet.

However, the feelings between people are truly subtle.

Sometimes, without saying a word, without uttering a sentence, whether the other person likes you or hates you, a glance, a movement, even a breath, can be felt.

Xia Xiaonuan’s hand on the table slowly moved beneath it.

Her hands tightly grasped the hem of her clothes, each fingertip trembling.

"I... I..." Xia Xiaonuan wanted to speak, but realized her throat was already choked with emotion.

Shaochen looked at her, taking a faint breath.

A complex and reluctant look flashed in his eyes.

Yet he still spoke coldly, "If you have nothing else, I’ll be leaving now. Also, please don’t come looking for me in the future unless there’s something special."

As he spoke, Shaochen pulled out two pink slips of paper and pressed them under the teacup.

Xia Xiaonuan’s vision blurred, she didn’t dare to look into his eyes; the only thing in her sight was the penultimate button on his suit and his long fingers pulling money out of his wallet.

Her heart trembled violently as she watched the tall figure rise and leave.

Without a hint of hesitation.

Xia Xiaonuan tried hard to stay calm, to stay calm.

However, when that figure walked past her, she couldn’t resist and suddenly stood up, grabbing his arm.

...

Outside the café.

Yang Zi’er, who had been sitting impatiently for a long time, brightened up at the scene before her.

A sinister and triumphant smile appeared on her lips.

She raised her phone and started taking pictures of the two inside the café.

...

"Nan... Nan..." Xia Xiaonuan’s lips moved, almost uncontrollably shouting out that name.

"Do you... have something else to say?" Shaochen lowered his head, his voice cold and patient.

Xia Xiaonuan raised her eyes, seeing a complex and deep confusion in the other person’s eyes.

"Do you... do you really hate me?" With tears in her eyes, she asked, "About what happened last time, I..."

"That matter is already in the past, I hardly think about it. So you don’t need to worry," Shaochen said, smiling at her.

But Xia Xiaonuan didn’t feel the slightest relief from his words.

"I’m sorry." She still uttered those three words.

Shaochen looked at her deeply.

After a long time, he reached out and grasped her shoulders.

"You didn’t wrong me," he said. "Back then, in the chapel, you risked yourself to block the knife for me, I haven’t forgotten to this day. So...even if you fired that shot, even if the gun had bullets, even if I died, I would never hate you."

"No... it’s not like that." Xia Xiaonuan shook her head desperately, tears clouding her vision as she stared at him, "It’s not what you think..."

"Xiaonuan..." Shaochen looked at her solemnly, "We both have our own lives now, I’ve found my Qiqi. I hope everything from the past can be settled. Let’s start anew, okay?"

A tear slid down Xia Xiaonuan’s face.

She suddenly turned her head, not wanting him to see her so disheveled.

But ultimately, she understood the meaning of his words.

That deeply sincere sentence was reminding her not to disturb his life anymore, that all past troubles should be swept away.

Now, he only wants to live a happy life with his "Qiqi."