Chapter 1518 - 1535: Just How Loveless Is He?
Xia Xiaonuan looked at his eyes shining with a fiery anger, as if if she said one wrong word, he would strangle her!
She couldn’t help but feel a chill creep up on her forehead, taking a few seconds to understand his meaning.
Did he want to hear her say ’I love you’?
Xia Xiaonuan’s cheeks flushed, being stared at like this, she felt somewhat embarrassed to speak.
"Hurry up!" His grip on her jaw tightened, Nangong Yaoling issued a final warning.
"I... I love you..." Xia Xiaonuan lowered her eyelids, her face turning completely red, stammering.
Nangong Yaoling’s brow twitched, a hint of joy flashed through his deep eyes.
"No, that’s not how you said it earlier!"
Still not satisfied?
She bit her lower lip, recalling her earlier words, and spoke: "I... I only love you..."
"Look at me and say it, otherwise how will I know who you’re thinking of when you say it?" Nangong Yaoling lifted her chin, speaking in a deep voice.
"..."
Xia Xiaonuan was speechless.
Her chin was held uncomfortably high, forcing her to look up at Nangong Yaoling.
The man before her, although wearing an icy handsome face, appeared ready to crush her, yet his dark eyes were filled with joy and expectation, deliberately posing as fearsome to intimidate her. But in her eyes, he truly wasn’t scary at all, was he?
She forced herself not to laugh, intentionally acted scared to satisfy his psychological needs!
Xia Xiaonuan felt she was really overwhelmed.
She couldn’t understand his thoughts, does hearing her say cheesy words several times make him feel fulfilled?
Besides, requiring her to say it over and over again, how starved for love is he?
"Nangong Yaoling... I..." Suddenly, just as she was about to speak, Nangong Jinlie’s resolute face appeared in her mind.
And Nangong Yaoling’s tense expression when he saw the sick Lan Jinqin.
He loves his mother dearly... he has all the beautiful things.
Yet, if she continues, it might completely destroy everything he possesses.
A fleeting happiness could result in permanent pain.
In an instant, Xia Xiaonuan felt her brain buzzing.
Her words came to an abrupt halt, and her face turned somewhat pale.
"Why did you stop speaking? Xia Xiaonuan, what are you thinking?" Nangong Yaoling looked at the suddenly lost Xia Xiaonuan, frowning and discontentedly asked.
Xia Xiaonuan snapped back, suddenly reaching out to break free from Nangong Yaoling’s grip.
Nangong Yaoling was pushed away by her forcefully, leaving him standing there in complete astonishment.
The sudden change left him unable to react, he looked at her incredulously: "Xia Xiaonuan, what do you mean?"
"What do I mean?" Xia Xiaonuan looked at Nangong Yaoling coldly and said, "Nangong Yaoling, who do you think you are to interrogate me? Even if I am with someone else, what about you? Aren’t you fooling around with Yang Zi’er?
Between the two of us, we’re pretty evenly matched, what gives you the right to force me to say these things in front of you?"
Xia Xiaonuan glared at him, asking coldly.
Nangong Yaoling widened his eyes, his body swayed, stepping back to steady himself by the clothes rack.
He suddenly reached out and rubbed his head.
Then he closed his eyes, looking at Xia Xiaonuan with a complex gaze.
His expression seemed to doubt whether he had just experienced an illusion.
Indeed, that was the case, Nangong Yaoling stared at Xia Xiaonuan, bewildered by what she had just said. Evenly matched?