Yang Xiaoxun thought she would hate Han Mobei and question him hysterically when she saw him again. However, she was calm because he had become a stranger to her.
Han Mobei could no longer trigger her emotions, but she needed to settle some scores. The former asked, "Xiaoxun, is that you?"
He was so excited that he wanted to reach out and touch her. Since the cell remained closed, he could not reach her. He was stunned by her and recalled something from the past.
Han Mobei remembered how Yang Xiaoxun used to look at him. However, he realized the indifference in her eyes, no matter how excited he was. She differed from the Yang Xiaoxun he once knew.
"What's wrong, Xiaoxun?" Han Mobei panicked. He would prefer it if she beat and scolded him instead of seeming so indifferent.
