The thought surfaced in her mind, and Ning Wan felt utterly disdainful. Anyone might fall in love with her, but this man, never.
She thought it was probably because she had miscarried his child and he was filled with guilt.
At this thought, Ning Wan's expression grew even colder.
Faced with Ning Wan's anger, Xi Mohan seemed unconcerned, his expression unchanged. He glanced indifferently at the unfinished cake on the table, then frowned slightly, saying directly, "Your body hasn't fully recovered yet, eating too much cake isn't good for you."
"What I eat is none of your business!" Ning Wan became even angrier, slamming the cup forcefully onto the table. Not only did it make a 'bang' sound, but it also caused the water inside to splash out, though she seemed unaware as she continued coldly, "Xi Mohan, can you not interfere in my life? I've already paid back whatever I owed you when I lost the child. Do you also want my life before you would be satisfied?"
