For a long moment, she finally found her voice, yet it was as if she didn't care at all, "So what if she's seriously ill? What does that have to do with me?"
Perhaps he didn't expect her to respond this way, Xi Mohan was momentarily stunned, and then suddenly called her name heavily, "Ning Wan!"
Ning Wan turned her head to look out the car window without looking at him, and her tone began to have a touch of hostility, "Xi Mohan, by doing this, do you think I'll be grateful to you?"
The man's thin lips pressed together without speaking, but his expression looked somewhat unpleasant.
Ning Wan suddenly felt a pang of sourness in her nose, quickly took a deep breath to suppress the urge to cry, even let out a low laugh, then spoke sarcastically, "I won't thank you; instead, I'll feel you're meddling. You're already engaged to Ning Yan'er, so why come messing with me? I don't like you anymore; I stopped liking you a long time ago… I won't like you now, nor in the future…"
