Nan Xun lowered her head, trying to reduce her presence.
After a while, after the water boiled, she stood up and fetched a basin of water.
"I'll bring it to your room."
Without waiting for him to say anything, Nan Xun took the water and left hurriedly.
Looking at her fleeing figure, Tang Mo frowned slightly.
Tang Mo walked into the room but Nan Xun did not leave immediately. She stared at his legs. "I'll heat it up for you."
Tang Mo pursed his lips tightly. "No need."
Nan Xun knew that he had his dignity. If he did not agree, she would not force him.
"Then sleep on the bed after you warm it up. I'll sleep in the main room." Nan Xun turned to leave, but the next second, he grabbed her slender wrist.
"If I wasn't crippled, would you still insist on divorcing me?"
Nan Xun struggled out of his hold and looked up at his handsome face. "I told you a long time ago that you're not my type."