C200 No Home

Even though she had already thought about it, she acted as if she hadn't remembered. She coldly said, "I don't have a home."

The atmosphere between An Wuzhong and him had become awkward due to this question.

An Wuzhong remained silent. He did not continue to rub salt in her wounds. Instead, he simply hugged her tightly, as if he was afraid of losing her.

"Qin Zixia, I love you