Chapter 1343 - 1360: Hurting for Your Hurt
At this moment, Qin Yi’s phone rang.
Qin Yi walked to the side and answered a call.
After hanging up, Qin Yi walked over to Nangong Yaoling with a grim face and said in a low voice, "Young Master, Miss Qi Yue has had an accident."
Nangong Yaoling was stunned for a moment, then coldly said, "There’s no need to report irrelevant people to me..."
As Nangong Yaoling spoke, he took a shot.
Qin Yi quickly said, "Young Master... could it be that the madam wasn’t talking about this? Perhaps she was actually referring to Miss Qi Yue? She might not even know about Rasha’er..."
The golf club in Nangong Yaoling’s hand suddenly stopped in mid-air.
"Is it really you? Nangong Yaoling, did you do it? Have you forgotten what you said? How could you..."
"So what if I did?"
"What? Did she call you? Or did someone else tell you about this? Was it Liang Shaochen?"
"Did she die? Didn’t she survive?"
In Nangong Yaoling’s mind, the conversation with Xiaonuan at the company replayed...
In an instant, his face turned pale, the golf club slipped from his hand and fell to the grass.
Qin Yi looked at Nangong Yaoling and couldn’t help frowning.
Could it be that he really guessed right?
Nangong Yaoling slowly raised his eyes and gazed at Qin Yi with an unprecedented look of panic.
Qin Yi never expected that the always composed and calm Prince Nangong could show such panic and bewilderment over a single sentence.
Qin Yi’s heart trembled slightly.
"Young Master... now... what about the madam..."
Before Qin Yi could finish, Nangong Yaoling abruptly pushed past him and strode away.
As he moved, he broke into a run.
He crazily dashed toward the outskirts of the golf course, the sunset dyeing the sky red, the golden light casting on his exceptionally handsome face.
With a dazzling radiance, he furrowed his brows deeply, running madly, caring only about getting out.
The passing staff were so startled they stopped at the roadside.
Including Qin Yi and those gentlemen afar.
"What happened to the Young Master?"
"Yeah, it’s incredible... I’ve never seen the usually calm and cool Prince Nangong act so impulsively..."
Qin Yi gritted his teeth and glanced at the two men.
The two quickly shut up.
Qin Yi clenched his fists and hurriedly chased after Nangong Yaoling’s figure.
The Rolls-Royce Wraith sped madly along the road.
At one point, they approached a red light, Nangong Yaoling gritted his teeth, looked around, saw no pedestrians, and rushed through without hesitation.
Xiaonuan...
He was such an idiot... How could he say such things to Xiaonuan?
He could hardly bear to recall the situation at that time, was afraid to think of Xiaonuan’s utterly disappointed eyes when she left.
Did she... wasn’t she slightly scalded by coffee?
Didn’t know if she got hurt?
He was truly out of his mind at that moment, how could he not ask what had really happened, and just directly lose his temper at her, even admitting it was his doing?
Nangong Yaoling felt like stabbing himself a hundred times with a knife wouldn’t be enough punishment.
Regret, self-blame, guilt, worry... In an instant, all the complex emotions swept over him like a flood.
Qi Yue miscarried...
Once, he did indeed want to eliminate Situ Yan’s child.
But, thinking of Xiaonuan, he just couldn’t bear to upset her again, or make her sad...
For that child, she was already heartbroken enough.
Now, she misunderstood it as his doing, she must hate him to death!