Xia Yiwan was taken aback, after a moment she hurriedly shook her head: "I didn't."
"If not, go back, I will be late." Si Mo said.
His cold tone caused Xia Yiwan's passionate heart to cool down a little.
But she still didn't believe that Si Mo's sudden coldness was due to his change of heart.
After summoning some courage, Xia Yiwan asked, "Can you take me with you to Italy?"
If she was there, it would provide an extra chance for peace between him and Qianxun.
Si Mo looked at her, remained silent for a long time, and finally sighed gloomily: "Go back, I'll be back in a few days, we'll talk then."
If there is hope for his healing, he will tell her the truth.
If there's no hope...
Si Mo dared not think further, he adjusted his glasses and walked away.
Xia Yiwan quickly caught up with him, hugged him from behind, and whispered: "Then come back soon, I will wait for you."
Si Mo stood stiffly in place, feeling the warmth behind him.