He Xuebing hadn't finished speaking when Xia Xiao raised her hand to stop him. She shook her head and said, "Mr. He, you should go back. There's no possibility for us anymore. Don't come looking for me in the future, and don't write to me again. I've destroyed all the letters you sent me, and I hope you've destroyed the ones I sent you or you can return them to me."
Xia Xiao, you can't sentence me to death just because my mother was wrong," He Xuebing pleaded, unwilling to accept the situation. They had been fine, but now everything had changed, and he couldn't accept it.
Xia Xiao looked at him and sighed inwardly, "I can't become family with you, nor can I have any connection with your mother. Mr. He, we're not suitable for each other. Besides, didn't your mother say there's a Regiment Commander's daughter pursuing you? I wish you happiness."
