Zhu Zhu didn't know how she got back to the villa. All she could think about was what Lu Li had said about Nan Xun and Xue Lier.
It turns out Nanxun wasn't always this cold and icy. He could be lively and engaging at times. And at that time, the person by his side was Xue Li'er.
They shared their entire youthful years, a time that Zhu Zhu could never have imagined.
"Madam, you're back." Aunt Zhang greeted Zhu Zhu. "Dinner is ready. You can wash your hands and come eat. Oh, by the way, the young master just called and said he has something to do. You don't have to wait for him."
Zhu Zhu responded, lowered her head and walked into the restaurant silently.
He wasn't coming back for dinner tonight. Zhu Zhu suddenly couldn't help but imagine that Nan Xun wasn't coming back because he had to go to meet Xue Li'er.
Zhu Zhu ate a few mouthfuls of rice and lost her appetite. She put down her bowl and chopsticks and returned to her room.
Aunt Zhang and the others looked at each other. Zhu Zhu's expression had been off since she entered the door, and they didn't know what had happened.
"Aunt Zhang, do you want to call and tell the young master?"
Aunt Zhang shook her head. "The young master is busy outside, so we shouldn't disturb him easily. If anything really happens, Madam will tell him when he comes back."
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Zhu Zhu stayed up almost all night again. Nan Xun didn't come back until around 2 a.m.
Zhu Zhu heard his car drive into the garage, and soon heard Nan Xun coming upstairs.
Zhu Zhu suddenly couldn't control the impulse in her body, she jumped up from the bed, rushed to the door and opened it.
The villa was pitch black, with only a few small lights in the corridor emitting faint light.
"You haven't slept yet?" Nan Xun looked at Zhu Zhu, who was wearing pajamas, and moved his gaze from her pale face to her bare feet. "Why aren't you even wearing shoes?"
Zhu Zhu didn't say anything, just looked at Nan Xun straight. She always felt that he was a little strange today, as if he was no longer the person she knew before.
In silence, Nan Xun sighed softly.
"Go to bed. It's a cool night."
Zhu Zhu's body began to tremble slightly, and she felt a chill all over. She suddenly wanted to question Nan Xun. Where had he been? Who was he with? Why did he come back so late?
But when the words came to her lips, Zhu Zhu felt as if a pair of invisible hands were pinching her throat, making it impossible for her to make a sound.
"Where... have you been?" Zhu Zhu finally asked. But for some reason, her voice sounded so pale and weak. "Why are you back so late?"
"It's late." Nanxun didn't intend to answer Zhu Zhu's question, "Go to bed."
After saying that, he went up to the third floor without looking back.
Zhu Zhu stood at the stairs, staring blankly at Nan Xun's receding back, and suddenly felt very ridiculous.
I was so ignorant. We were just Nan Xun's spouse by agreement, but how could he really think of me as the Nan family's mistress? Where had Nan Xun been? Who was he with? Why did he come home so late? Was there any need to address these issues with her? And I had the nerve to ask him.
Now that the true God has returned, she, the imposter, should voluntarily give up her position. How could she still be addicted to pretending, actually thinking of herself as the legitimate wife?
Nanxun must have laughed at himself countless times in his heart. After wearing the dragon robe for a few days, he really thought he was the emperor.
It's ridiculous!
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