"Yes, Xiaohe has been really good to me. In this lifetime, if I were to let her down, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself." Xu Nianji expressed his stance earnestly.
Ai Jiaxin looked at him in astonishment. She had merely said it as a casual compliment, but why did Xu Nianji respond so seriously?
The depth of emotion he showed was beyond Ai Jiaxin's comprehension.
Xu Nianji ate two large bowls of rice, and while Ai Jiaxin kept urging him to drink the beverage, he had a faint sense of something. After eating to his fill, he leaned against the sofa chair and said, "Maybe it's a bit hot today, feeling a bit sleepy."
There was no trace of surprise in Ai Jiaxin's eyes, and her smile deepened. She said, "If you're sleepy, just lean on the sofa and take a nap. You see, this sofa is very soft, just treat it as lying here for an afternoon rest."
