Chapter 277
“Then what exactly is our relationship?”
Xu Xuenuo looked at Xu Ming, her calm eyes waiting for his answer.
Silence fell between them.
Xu Ming met Xu Xuenuo’s gaze.
He understood that the reason she asked this question was mainly to determine her own “position”—what she truly was to him.
A person without roots often struggles to feel secure.
And right now, Xu Xuenuo was facing precisely this issue.
Since childhood, she had been “disliked” by her mother for not being born a boy. Later, she severed ties with the Xu family, becoming like a drifting cotton wisp in the air, unsure of who she truly was—like a kite, uncertain when its string might snap or where the wind might carry it.
Perhaps, deep in her heart, she had always lacked a sense of security.