Surprisingly, although the child is quite young, his thoughts are really... well, I hope things aren't as he suspects.
Thinking of this, Nangong Tiancheng forced a smile, "Let's go, come sit over here for a while."
"Okay." Di Yimo nodded but still wouldn't let go of Nangong Xiao's hand.
Nangong Xiao felt somewhat awkward, yet she admired Di Yimo; she thought if she were in his place, she wouldn't have the courage to do such a thing.
Actually, life often presents multiple-choice questions. Countless choices, big and small, lie before us. When to choose, how to choose, what happens after choosing—no one knows. Only after making a choice and looking back can we understand the answer.
That's why life's greatest enemy is confusion.
Di Yimo led Nangong Xiao to the restaurant seats, and the Nangong Family's dining table is long and oversized, so the seats naturally have a certain distance between them, and hence Di Yimo had to let go of Nangong Xiao's hand.
