From the first time he saw Little Xiaxia until now, Bo Qingli had only seen her cry once, when Xia Wanyuan and Jun Shiling disappeared more than ten years ago.
Today was the second time. Little Xiaxia sat at the door with red eyes, looking extremely sad.
"Stop the car."
The car suddenly stopped. Bo Qing pushed open the car door and strode towards Little Xiaxia.
"Brother Qingli." Little Xiaxia looked up at Bo Qingli pitifully.
Bo Qingli narrowed his beautiful fox-like eyes. He walked over and pulled Little Xiaxia up. "Why are you crying, ugly girl?"
Little Xiaxia wiped her tears. "I came to say goodbye to you. We won't see each other again."
Bo Qingli's expression darkened. He stared intently at Little Xiaxia. "Where are you going?"
Bo Qingli was so focused on Little Xiaxia leaving that he almost did not notice that he had already pinched Little Xiaxia's wrist red.
