Si Xin didn't sleep all night.

She kept her eyes open until dawn.

It wasn't just physical pain; my heart ached beyond words.

When the truth she had always believed in, the facts she had accepted, and the feelings she truly cherished were all destroyed and overturned last night, her whole life seemed to lose its meaning.

She always believed that Nangong Yao had feelings for her.

But when he lay on top of her, embracing her, yet asked in a dissatisfied, disdainful voice why she wasn't her sister, it felt like the sky was falling.

At this moment, even tears become a luxury.

The moment Nangong Yao blurted out those words, the man seemed to be shocked himself. He stopped all his movements, propping himself up high on her body and looking at Si Xin.

Her snow-white skin bore the marks he had left behind, and that beautiful face, once cherished in his heart, was now hers. She was so fragile and dependent on him, yet she couldn't stir even the slightest emotion in him. Even when tears welled in the girl's eyes, a sharp look of disgust flashed in Nangong Yao's eyes. He wasn't a man with the patience to coax girls.

He is not someone who wants to open up to others about his inner thoughts.

Moreover, the reflection of herself in Si Xin's eyes was filled with jealousy and unrequited love, making her look very ugly.

He had actually revealed such an ugly, laughable emotion in front of Sixin.

Nangong Yao loathed his current state even more, and he also loathed Si Xin crying and asking him why.

He quickly dressed, completely unconcerned that the girl behind him had just become his woman, and strode away, still wearing his clothes. Si Xin was left heartlessly in the room, feeling utterly desolate. Just moments before, she had been so happy she felt like she could fly to the sky, but now the room felt incredibly cold.

After lying in bed crying all night without blinking, she couldn't even shed another tear.

But what can she do now? She can't leave Nangong Yao, even though she knows that she is nothing to this man, she still can't leave him.

She also didn't want to return to Scarlett's side looking ugly.

That would mean that her path of abandoning her mother and sister was wrong.

Even if it's the wrong path, she has no choice but to keep going.

Moreover, she truly couldn't leave her lover, even though he was taken away by her own sister.

By the way... why did Sichun steal her lover away?

Is this revenge?

Because she was jealous that Nangong Yao only had eyes for her, she schemed to steal him away, wanting to prove that the younger sister was more charming than the older sister.

Si Xin couldn't bring herself to resent Nangong Yao. He was her man, her everything, the man for whom she would give her life. Even if he had only loved her a little, she would still be willing to stay by his side and live happily ever after.

In her once innocent heart, she now harbors only resentment towards her younger sister, Sichun.

Nothing is more hateful than taking away one's sister's lover.

Yesterday, Si Xin felt as if her body was broken from Nangong Yao's merciless embrace. She felt so tired that she could barely lift herself, and there was a dull, tearing pain in one spot. She struggled to sit up, tears streaming down her face, and picked up her tattered pajamas that Nangong Yao had torn to pieces.

If tearing clothes together in true love represents an uncontrollable and impatient passion, then Nangong Yao's act of tearing clothes when he didn't love her that much only signifies his casualness and indifference towards her. The thought of being so easily taken by Nangong Yao filled Si Xin with unbearable pain.

Since she couldn't wear her pajamas anymore, and Nangong Yao hadn't asked anyone to bring her any clothes, Si Xin had no choice but to take a shirt from Nangong Yao's wardrobe and put it on.

As she leaned against the wall and walked out of Nangong Yao's door, she heard a servant laughing at her with his back to her.

"Finally, they couldn't resist any longer. Seeing that our young master was drunk, they couldn't wait to come over and offer themselves as his bedmate!"

"So cunning, no wonder the young master doesn't like her."

"You think you can become the young mistress of the Nangong family just by sleeping with me once?"

Even the servants looked down on her, thinking that she had offered herself up willingly in order to gain Nangong Yao's favor.

But she really did offer herself willingly. Ashamed to face anyone, Si Xin struggled past the servant who remained defiant even after she discovered his badmouthing, and slowly made her way back to her room.

She was halfway there when she saw Alice quietly watching her.

This stunningly beautiful woman looked at her with a hint of... indescribable pity, which then turned into disdain. She walked up to Si Xin in her high heels, glanced down at her cowering figure, and suddenly laughed, saying, "I heard President Nangong goes to other women in the middle of the night. You're not much better, are you? How come you can't keep a man?"

Nangong Yao was certainly not a gentle person. He was always unscrupulous and very troublesome. Ai Li couldn't help but think of Nangong Yao's contemptuous attitude towards her back then.

“We are different,” Si Xin said softly.

“You’re no different from us,” Alice said coldly.

Seeing Si Xin's eyes red and swollen, which looked pitiful, she lowered her eyes and clicked her tongue, saying, "For this man, you even abandoned your mother and sister." Although Ai Li didn't know why A Ye wanted to kill Nangong Yao and Si Xin, she wasn't a brainless woman.

Having lived in the villa for several days, she had already figured it out: Nangong Yao wanted to play a sadomasochistic game with the two sisters, but who knew that the pretty little sister wouldn't fall for it at all, almost kicking him to death with one kick, and even more amazingly, falling in love at first sight with the head of the Dongfang family.

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