She wore an expression of utter contempt, seemingly disgusted by Nangong Yao's actions.

Her gaze, filled with mockery, fell upon the beautiful girl at her feet. Tears streamed uncontrollably down the girl's fair face. But what was more painful than her tears was the explosive news about Nangong Yao.

Si Xin's love for someone is very pure and simple. Even knowing that Nangong Yao has another woman, and that this man even performed a live sex act in front of her last night, she never thought of leaving him. But at this moment, her heart feels like it's being cut by a knife.

He was stabbed repeatedly, until he was covered in blood.

The unbearable pain made her want to scream, to tell herself that everything before her eyes was just a nightmare.

She had just learned that Nangong Yao felt the same way about her, but in the blink of an eye, it felt like she had fallen from heaven to hell.

She covered her face and wept bitterly, cowering at Nangong Xiang's feet, looking utterly pitiful.

The little, helpless girl cried softly, "He wouldn't do this to me."

"Who do you think you are?" Nangong Xiang found this utterly disgusting.

She couldn't help but think of the beautiful, innocent girl in school who would take a handkerchief and carefully wipe away the makeup from her face, then smile with her eyes crinkled.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but stomp on the heart-shaped object with all her might.

"Mom!" Sixin's body ached, but what hurt even more was her heart.

Clutching her chest, she pleaded with her mother for help. Her helplessness and vulnerability made Scarlett instinctively take a step forward, but she cruelly offered no further comfort.

The beautiful woman coldly turned her head away, ignoring her daughter's pain, for even the slightest comfort at this moment would be a cause for harm to her daughter. Therefore, she stood by coldly, arms crossed, her beautiful, upturned eyes reflecting the crystal chandelier, revealing a cruelty unbecoming of a mother. Sixin glanced at her and burst into tears.

“Well…” Nangong Cheng was a kind-hearted person, and even though he didn’t like Sixin, he still lowered his voice to comfort her, “We don’t know if it’s true yet.”

"Whether it's true or not, she has no chance!" Nangong Xiang pointed at Si Xin and shouted, "Want to marry my brother? Look at your own face in the mirror!"

Nangong Cheng was utterly overwhelmed. He truly couldn't understand what was wrong with Nangong Xiang. Even though he disliked Si Jiali and her daughter before, Nangong Xiang had always treated them like they were invisible. How could she suddenly become hostile towards him?

He couldn't bear to scold his daughter, so he could only helplessly comfort Si Xin, who was crying so hard she could barely breathe, "Don't say it's not true. Even if it were, Xin Xin, you have to think about it. This child was probably conceived before, and it has nothing to do with you." He felt that if Nangong Yao really liked Si Xin, then this woman was born before Si Xin, so what was there for Si Xin to be sad about?

Perhaps she stole someone else's man because of her feelings for him.

The crying girl was instantly healed!

The wounded heart was slowly healed by just one sentence.

It's good to know that Nangong Yao didn't betray their relationship.

Even if someone else has his child, she won't care as long as he says that.

"Nangong Cheng!" Si Jiali could no longer contain herself and shrieked, "What are you doing interrupting?!"

"Jiajia, I'm sorry." Nangong Cheng was well aware of Sijia's anger, but this time, he suddenly felt a strong urge to be selfish.

He avoided Si Jiali's resentful gaze and pulled Si Xin's love back to Nangong Yao.

But even if it happens many times, he will not regret what he said today.

Nangong Xiang glanced at her father with incomprehension, then, as if struck by a thought, she suddenly let out a cold laugh and fell silent.

She didn't say anything more, just stood there coldly. After a short while, the crisp sound of high heels clicking on the marble floor could be heard. Then, a beautiful and alluring woman walked over with a servant, a smug smile on her face.

She wore a very revealing dress, with most of her snow-white breasts exposed, so alluring that it made men's blood boil. But her expression was completely unconcerned. She tossed her long, wavy hair aside, her captivating charm instantly making the naive young man's thoughts disappear.

Nangong Yao used to like fiery women like that.

Even Si Xin would feel ashamed of herself in the captivating gaze of this woman.

She flinched, but after thinking of Nangong Yao's feelings for her, she regained some confidence. This confidence spurred her on to try and get up, not wanting to lose face.

Without saying a word, Nangong Xiang kicked her again, making her continue to lie on the ground in a sorry state.

The beautiful woman glanced at the disheveled girl and then laughed.

The disdain in those eyes felt like a sharp sword piercing Si Xin's heart.

"Old Master Nangong." The woman's seductive voice echoed in the villa.

Nangong Cheng frowned, subconsciously avoiding the woman's flirtatious glance.

He already has a wife, so he dislikes having any contact with women outside the home like other wealthy men.

"You said you're pregnant with the Nangong family's child." Nangong Cheng forced himself to speak, his voice very calm. He looked at the woman who seemed indifferent and wondered why she didn't seem very eager to marry into the Nangong family just because she had a child.

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