Ning Xia finally looked up at him, then tugged at the corner of her mouth, slowly saying, "He won't come."
John Hill gazed back at her, curiosity deep in his eyes, "Ning Xia, if he truly loves you but is unwilling to take risks for you, is he worth your love?"
"In your eyes, does love also need to be an equal exchange?"
It was just like he wanted her to marry him, using Fangzi as a bargaining chip.
John Hill was taken aback by the question, a rare hint of confusion crossing his brow, "Shouldn't it be?"
In his world, everything was essentially an equal exchange; you had to give something to get something because there was no such thing as a free lunch.
"Huh, big trouble, wait until you truly fall in love with someone, then you wouldn't ask such silly questions, and even if I answered you now, you wouldn't understand!"
Ning Xia put down her utensils, "I'm full, I'll go back to my room first."
She stood up and walked away without hesitation.
