Step by step, she climbed the stairs, and Xiaonuan unknowingly clenched her palms in cold sweat.
Originally, she planned to call Nangong Yaoling before coming, but thinking that he might be working or in a meeting, she didn't want to worry him.
After all, the matter with Nangong Zhongli was over.
Moreover, she seemed to have guessed what Nangong Jinlie was going to say.
On the way here, she thought a lot.
Whether she was Xia Qiqi or Xia Xiaonuan, she was Nangong Yaoling's wife.
She would guard their love, just as Nangong Yaoling had always silently protected her.
So, with this determination, she relaxed a lot.
In the study, Nangong Jinlie was sitting on the chair in front of the desk, and when she saw him, Xia Xiaonuan was slightly stunned.
After a few days apart, Nangong Jinlie's gray hair seemed to have increased significantly.
His face looked older, but his gaze was sharper than ever.
"Grandpa." Xiaonuan entered the door and greeted him with a smile.
