Di Jinxuan couldn’t be bothered with him, quietly taking out a tissue to wipe the window, sipping her coffee with a slurping sound.
She actually wanted to ask Nangong Jin about Miao Wu, but she didn’t quite know how to bring it up.
After some thought, she eventually pursed her lips, deciding not to ask.
She had already decided to trust him. That was his past, which had nothing to do with his present and future anymore.
The girl named Miao Wu was already dead, so what was there to fuss about?
Even if he had once liked Miao Wu, what did it matter now that she was gone, and all that was in the past?
Why should she trouble herself with knowing?
If you know it’s probably a pile of crap, would you still want to try it?
Some things, once you know them, you can never be as carefree as when you didn’t. So, if possible, she didn’t intend to find out.
Even if Nangong Jin wanted to tell her, she wouldn’t want to know. She was smart enough not to look for trouble when there wasn’t any.
Yeah, that’s right.
Lost in thought, she had finished her coffee, sucking with a loud sound, as if the cup was empty.
Suddenly, she remembered what the waiter had said about there being a surprise when she finished her coffee.
It must have been Nangong Jin who asked Royal Zhenxiang to engrave something on the bottom of the cup, though she had a good idea what was written there.
But still, she was a bit curious.
Compared to the issues with Miao Wu and the surprise, she’d rather choose the surprise.
Di Jinxuan glanced at the older man next to her, his eyebrows and eyes handsome, his demeanor noble, his jade-like facial features exquisitely sculpted.
Sometimes, she felt that just looking at him was a pleasure.
Di Jinxuan curved her lips, sneakily lifting the cup lid.
A little coffee remained at the bottom, which the straw hadn’t completely sucked up.
She decisively poured the rest into her mouth, drinking it all, revealing the words at the bottom of the cup.


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