Chapter 362: The Man's Sorrow

She naturally knew that asking that question today would certainly anger Sister Nanzhi.

The little girl left, leaving Nanzhi staring at the porcelain bowl on the table, lost in thought.

The weather was truly scorching. Talking for merely a moment caused all the ice in the bowl to melt. Beads of water clung to the outside of the white porcelain bowl, giving off a sense of chill.

She wondered where Xiaohe had gone.

Many questions remained in her heart.

The events two years ago could have killed her.

Yet, for the past two years, there hadn't been a response.

Could it be that the plot of this novel had already collapsed?

Thinking of the talented person in the palace, Nanzhi fell silent.

Perhaps the plot had truly changed?

The customers at the restaurant were dwindling, and Uncle Ping looked worriedly at their account book.

Even though there were fewer customers, they still bought ice every day.