The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories

Turning around, she glared at Nangong Yaoling, releasing a lion-like roar.

Nangong Yaoling glanced indifferently at Xia Xiaonuan.

"Find that woman for me..."

Xia Xiaonuan rushed over, snatching Nangong Yaoling’s phone, seeing Qin Yi’s number on it.

"Don’t listen to him, don’t harm Rasha’er!" she said while raising the phone, then hung up fiercely.

Qin Yi sat in the car, holding his phone, looking speechless.

The young madam and the Young Master, what’s going on again?

Well, they’ve been tracking Rasha’er all along, so the Young Master’s order to find her was completely unnecessary.

It seems the young madam has upset the Young Master again...

The young madam just went to see Mr. Liang at the hospital with the Young Master, so I guess the Young Master’s heart is sour again now.

Thinking of Xia Xiaonuan, Qin Yi couldn’t help but feel a bit worried for her.

Ever since the Young Master met the young madam, he’s really... become a different person.

Before, women used to fight over him.

But since he fell in love with the young madam, the whole dynamic has changed.

The young madam is indeed something, she’s strong...

Nangong Yaoling looked at Xia Xiaonuan’s anxious expression, squinting and forming a mischievous smile.

No matter how sharp the little wildcat’s claws are, doesn’t she still have to yield before him?

Xia Xiaonuan gritted her teeth with hatred, but obediently moved forward, picked up a cup, and poured a cup of tea...

Respectfully offering it in front of Nangong Yaoling.

Nangong Yaoling eyed the tea in her hand, his lips barely parting, exhaling leisurely, "I don’t feel like drinking tea now."

As he spoke, he lazily stretched his hands over the sofa, giving Xia Xiaonuan a wicked look.

Xia Xiaonuan’s hand holding the teacup gradually tightened.

If not for Rasha’er, she would have loved to splash the tea on that handsome face!

But she endured, placing the teacup down.

Looking at Nangong Yaoling, she forced a smile and said, "Then what do you want? I’ll serve you." The last sentence almost escaped through clenched teeth.

Nangong Yaoling stretched out his hand, rubbing his neck.

Xia Xiaonuan understood immediately.

Quickly standing up, she walked to the back of the sofa.

Stretching out her hand, she placed it on his shoulders.

"Is your shoulder hurting? Let me massage it for you," she said with a smile.

Nangong Yaoling didn’t speak, simply closed his eyes, with a look of anticipation on his face.

The butler standing aside wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Glancing at the corner where a servant was, the servant quickly stepped up, cleaned the glass shards from the floor, and placed the fruit on the coffee table.

Then retreated back to the corner.

Xia Xiaonuan lowered her head, all the servants were watching her, she was almost furious.

Inhaling the familiar fragrance from the man, she extended her hands, applied strong pressure.

"Ah... feels good..."

Xia Xiaonuan: "..."

Apply more pressure...

"Very good... a bit more pressure..." Nangong Yaoling, eyes closed, his long eyelashes drooping like a fan, his sculptured handsome face showed no sign of pain.

On the contrary, he seemed very comfortable.

Xia Xiaonuan was already using a lot of strength.

The servants watching Xia Xiaonuan and Nangong Yaoling on the side couldn’t help but cover their mouths and giggle.

"The young madam is massaging the Young Master’s shoulders, see how much the Young Master is enjoying it..."

"Depends on who’s doing the massaging, if it were us, I’m afraid the Young Master wouldn’t be so pleased～"

"Exactly. It’s just a pity that the young madam seems quite unwilling..."

Nangong Yaoling listened to the servant’s conversation in the corner, opened one eye.

"They say you’re unwilling?" he raised his eyes, giving Xia Xiaonuan a glance.