Nan Xian was immediately shocked. She subconsciously took a few quick steps toward He Mingxiao, but then suddenly realized what she was doing and stopped abruptly.

The jade pendant in his hand was intact and not broken.

It wasn't the piece that [.h] gave her.

"How come you also have this jade pendant?" She looked at He Mingxiao with surprise and doubt.

He Mingxiao shook his head. He stepped forward, took her wrist, placed the jade pendant in her palm, and said gently, "It's not 'also,' this was originally yours."

Hers? Nan Xian was taken aback, and looked down to examine the jade pendant again—

She had only seen a general view from a distance, and since the jade pendant appeared intact, she hadn't thought much of it. But now that she was closer, she could see that there were several cracks on the pendant, which had been carefully glued back together and were difficult to notice without close inspection.

She frowned, looked up at He Mingxiao, and said nothing, but her eyes clearly said, "What exactly is going on?"

He Mingxiao touched the tip of his nose and explained, "I came looking for you this morning after I woke up, but you weren't there. I was just about to leave when I saw a few jade pendant fragments lying under the table. I thought it would be such a pity for something so beautiful to break, so I glued them back together for you. I can't say it's completely restored to its original state, but at least it can serve as a memento."

Nan Xian was skeptical: "You can do this? How come I never knew that?"

She had never heard of He Mingxiao being able to repair jade artifacts.

He smiled and winked, a hint of cunning in his dark eyes. "I have quite a few skills; you just don't know me well enough."

Nan Xian scoffed inwardly upon hearing this, thinking to herself, "I've shared a bed with you for ten years, and I know every single hair on your body. I probably know you better than your own mother."

She could naturally tell that He Mingxiao hadn't told the whole truth and had even concealed some facts from her, but she had originally planned to repair the jade pendant; she just hadn't had time to find a suitable craftsman yet.

Now that He Mingxiao has completed it for her by accident, it has saved her a lot of trouble.

It would be foolish not to take advantage of a good deal, especially since he already owed her so much. What was the big deal about doing such a small thing? With that in mind, Nan Xian accepted without any guilt.

Seeing that she had carefully put away the jade pendant and that her gaze towards him was much kinder than before, He Mingxiao's heart stirred.

He tentatively began, "About the dream—"

Before he could even get to the point, Nan Xian ruthlessly interrupted him.

"Let's not bring that up again. Putting aside whether you can actually affect my dreams... have you considered that we're both adults with our own jobs? Do you really think that if you could help me, you'd come and sleep with me every night?"

She seemed amused by what she had said, and the corners of her lips curved slightly. The smile quickly disappeared, turning into a soft sigh: "President He, this is not realistic."

He Mingxiao tightened his lips and looked at her without saying a word.

He understood perfectly well that what she said was absolutely correct.

He manages the vast He Group, and she also has her own broad stage. Even though they are still husband and wife, they can't be together every day.

Not to mention they're now divorced, making it arguably the most awkward relationship imaginable...

He Mingxiao felt as if he had been doused with acid, and he awkwardly looked away, licking his dry lips.

Even his tone seemed tinged with bitterness.

"Okay... then I won't mention it again."