Before she could answer, Huo Yunting suddenly reached out his hand. His expression was warm and his voice was gentle."My little lover, it's time to come back to your father."
“……”
Mo ning felt helpless in the face of their gentleness and undisguised concern.
The corners of her eyes were slightly red, and her heart was beating faster.
For a moment, she really wanted to hold their hands and nod in agreement.
But in the end, she chose to refuse. She stood up and bowed to the couple,
"I'm sorry, I ... Please give me some time to adjust. It's not suitable for me to go back with you now. I'm sorry!"
With that, she gritted her teeth and did not look at the two's expressions again. She lowered her head and hurried out of the ward.
"She still can't accept us ..." Lu Zhaoyang said, her face downcast.
"She will accept it."
Unlike Lu Zhaoyang's dejection, Huo Yunting's tone was firm.