Chapter 11 Those who betray your sincerity deserve to swallow a thousand needles

At one o'clock in the morning, a faint white light shone through the half-open door of the bathroom in an affordable hotel in Nanyang District.

By the sink, a woman wearing a thin, loose nightgown rested her hands on the sink, her thin bones supporting her bulging shoulder blades.

Her black hair hung down, vaguely covering half of her thin, fair face, and large, crystal clear drops of water slid down her cheeks.

She was awakened by a nightmare, in which she saw the pink engagement invitation.

It was the grand wedding of Lu Xiyan and Cheng Wanwan.

Although she pretended not to care, it was undeniable that the engagement invitation that Cheng Wanwan handed her pierced her heart like a thorn. Just thinking about it made her whole body numb with pain.

An Ning scooped up a handful of cold water and washed her face again, then looked up at herself in the mirror. She had fair skin, an oval face, and big eyes, but her eyes were dull and lifeless.

She forced a smile in front of the mirror, only to find that this action was so tiring, so tiring that she had used up all her strength.

"Mom..." A soft and tender voice sounded.

The half-open door was gently pushed open by a white and tender little hand.

An Ning turned her head and found that An Xian had gotten up without her noticing. He was standing at the door with his bare little feet, his fair and tender face raised, and looking at her with sleepy eyes.

An Ning immediately adjusted her expression, wiped her face, squatted in front of An Xian and kissed his soft cheek, her voice gentle, "Xian Xian, why are you awake?"

An Xian raised his little hand and touched An Ning's cheek, and said in a soft voice, "Is mommy crying?"

"Mom isn't crying. I just washed my face." An Ning picked him up and walked to the bedroom. "Mom is a strong superwoman. How could she cry?"

"Mom is lying." An Xian hugged An Ning's slender neck with her two small hands, and buried her soft cheek in her neck. "Mom's eyes are red, and Mom cries secretly every night..."

An Ning's heart trembled, and she kissed An Xian's little face again and again, "Xian Xian, you heard it wrong, Mommy just has an uncomfortable nose."

Back in bed, An Xian still refused to let go of An Ning. He looked at her with a pair of dark, clear eyes and asked very seriously, "Mom...Did Xian Xian make Mom tired?"

When the three-year-old child asked such a question, An Ning's heart was shocked and torn into pieces, and tears burst out instantly.

"No, baby..." She hugged the little one tightly in her arms, "Mommy is not tired, and Xianxian has never made Mommy tired. Xianxian is Mommy's most precious baby, and Mommy loves her to death!"

Not to mention the hardship, she even wanted to thank fate for giving her such a good son.

She thanked An Xian for coming to her when she could no longer hold on.

She also thanked that person for giving her this extremely precious gift.

......

Yuhe Mansion.

A warm yellow light was on in the study on the second floor.

The man was wearing a black bathrobe and sitting on a large leather chair in front of the desk. His washed black hair vaguely covered his eyebrows and eyes. The dim light fell on his well-defined face, making it look even deeper and more gloomy.

A mobile phone was held in his slender white hands, and his fingertips repeatedly swiped the same page for a long time.

The blank circle of friends was refreshed over and over again by him.

He returned to the chat box and stared at the blank chat interface with indifferent eyes, as if he was enduring something.

His thoughts seemed to drift back to the memory that he had forgotten.

"Ningning, come here and give me a kiss."

He sat on the sofa and waved to her.

Even though she had been kissed many times, when An Ning heard him say this, her ears would turn red and her big eyes would sparkle with a crystal and shy light.

But she still walked towards him obediently, bent down and pecked his handsome face lightly, like a chick pecking rice.

He seemed to enjoy it very much, the corners of his eyes turned up and the corners of his mouth curled up, forming a small bracket.

She left after the kiss, but he grabbed her wrist and took her to the sofa.

He leaned down and wrapped her between his body and the sofa, one arm around her slender waist, the other hand stroking her white neck, staring at her pretty face with a smile.

Her fair face instantly heated up and turned pink. He loved her shy and obedient look.

His kiss pressed down, robbing her of the thin oxygen in her chest.

Just when An Ning was about to indulge in his gentle kiss, he maliciously picked up his phone and took a picture.

"Lu Xiyan!"

An Ning was like a frightened rabbit, shocked and embarrassed, and her cheeks turned red in an instant.

Lu Xiyan was extremely satisfied. The angle of the photo did not allow the two people's faces to be seen, but the atmosphere was extremely ambiguous, and it was obvious that they were in a kissing position.

And anyone who is a friend of the two of them can recognize who is in the photo at a glance.

He sent her the photo and handed her his phone, "Change your profile picture."

"Ah?" An Ning was surprised, blinking her big eyes at his sweet smile.

"Our couple profile picture." Lu Xiyan touched her hair lovingly, his eyes flashing with the cunning of a little lion marking its territory.

"Oh..." An Ning suppressed the corners of her mouth that wanted to turn up, and her heart was extremely excited.

She first opened her own phone and changed her social profile picture to a more atmospheric photo. Then she took Lu Xiyan's phone, unlocked it with her fingerprint, opened his WeChat, and changed his profile picture.

Lu Xiyan watched her operation with satisfaction, staring at her drooping eyelashes, "You have to tell everyone that you are at peace, and someone is in pain."

"Of course, I'm also in a relationship." He leaned forward with his chin propped up, smiling, and approached her. "An Ning, our relationship should be aboveboard."

Handing him the phone with the changed profile picture, An Ning's eyebrows curved, and her two small canine teeth showed when she smiled, "So, it's a deal, no breaking up, no changing profile pictures?"

He raised his hand and pinched her face, the happiness in his eyes almost overflowing, "I couldn't ask for more."

Stripped from memories.

Lu Xiyan slammed his phone on the table, leaned back in his chair, and emotions surged in his deep eyes.

An Ning, if you betray someone who is sincere to you, you should swallow a thousand needles!

He lit a cigarette and made a phone call.

"Check someone, An Ning."

Taking a deep puff of cigarette, Lu Xiyan suddenly remembered the person calling her mom on the phone that night. Her eyes paused, "When did she return to Jinghai? Who was she with? Where was she before? Find out everything."