Chapter 1522 - 1539: Rejecting Nangong Yaoling’s Marriage Proposal
"What did you say? Xiaonuan, did you... did you reject me?"
Nangong Yaoling seemed greatly shocked, his voice trembling. He furrowed his handsome brow as he watched her, looking at her as though she was a stranger, yet it seemed he was trying his best to see her clearly.
He still held the diamond ring in his hand, which was designed by France’s top designer. Inside the ring were engraved the letters "L&N," the initials of their names.
He had thought Xiaonuan would love it. But unexpectedly, she didn’t even glance at it before saying such cruel words.
She smiled cruelly: "I just don’t want to fill out another divorce agreement in the future."
Nangong Yaoling slowly stood up, his body stiff as he stepped back, seemingly looking at Xia Xiaonuan like a monster.
He was stunned for a few seconds, but quickly, a glimmer of hope seemed to reignite in his eyes. He stepped forward again and tightly grasped her wrist.
"I know you’ve been under a lot of pressure lately; I know it must be because of Mommy that you’re scared, that’s why you’re treating me like this. And Grandpa... did he say something to you? He wants you to leave me, so you’re being so cruel to me, saying these words that hurt more than a knife. Xia Xiaonuan... you’re not like this, what you’re saying isn’t true, is it?"
He asked hoarsely and urgently, his gaze determined, his grip heavy, like clutching a lifeline, causing her pain. Listening to his words, she felt like her mind was thundering, echoing loudly. Her nose began to sour again, but she ultimately held back the tears that nearly spilled.
Forcefully swallowing the pain surging at her heart, like swallowing countless arrows.
"It’s not." Xia Xiaonuan said without moving, afraid that any movement, even a shift of her gaze, would release her tears, that she would fall apart like a pile of sand;
"Nangong Yaoling, this matter doesn’t involve anyone else, if anything, just a little. I suddenly feel it’s better for us to separate. Maybe after some time apart, we’ll both calm down and you’ll understand that I’m not as good as you think..."
"Separate for a while?" Nangong Yaoling’s eyes were bloodshot. He involuntarily released her hand, letting out a cold laugh. He took a step back, turned around and rushed toward the wall behind him, then quickly turned back again, walked up to her, and said loudly:
"Don’t talk to me about calming down, about what’s wrong with you... Xia Xiaonuan, if you don’t love me anymore, if you want to dump me and find your first love, just say it! What kind of nonsense is calming down? It’s all bullshit!"
With a low roar, the air instantly fell into a dead silence.
The heavy breathing of Nangong Yaoling echoed in the air, and it even seemed possible to hear the heartbeat of both of them.
"Bang—Bang—Bang—"
The sound of intense pounding, like a duet from a horror movie.
This time, it was Xia Xiaonuan’s turn to be shocked.
She vaguely recalled his previous words, thinking of what he said about Nan Mo... thinking of a series of doubts.
And now, a certain intuition in her heart told her that all truth had been revealed.
He already knew everything, knew about Qiqi, knew about Nan Mo, knew about...