Nangong Chen's heart skipped a beat, his chest heaved, and his eyes reddened. He clenched his fists tightly, his breathing heavy. Only now did he truly take a good look at his wife, who was always around him.
Before her marriage, she always loved to dress up beautifully, her face always adorned with a smile, and her hair always styled in a playful and cute way. Her tone was light and lively, as if she had no worries whatsoever. But in just ten short days of marriage, she fell ill and lost a lot of weight. The bright smile was gone from her face; her eyes held a bittersweet glimmer of hope. Her appearance was no longer as alluring as before, yet the warmth emanating from her made him want to get closer.
Now, hope is gone, and warmth is gradually disappearing, just like the way his mother looked at him a long, long time ago.
"No, Wan'er, I don't agree!"
Nangong Chen longed for this gentle warmth, and liked having someone beside him, offering comfort and care, after he turned around. But all of this was about to disappear.
"Wan'er, if I've done anything wrong, I can change. From now on, I'll make time to be with you every day, and we'll do the things you like to do together..."
“You don’t understand,” Xiang Wan interrupted Nangong Chen’s hurried words, calmly staring into his eyes, and slowly said, “It’s useless, you here—”
Xiang Wan pointed at Nangong Chen's heart and said, slowly and deliberately, "Without me, no matter how much you do, I won't feel any warmth."
Nangong Chen's heart clenched, and pain spread. Looking at Xiang Wan, who was so calm and composed, he suddenly panicked.
"No, I don't agree to a divorce, absolutely not!"
Nangong Chen didn't want to hear Xiang Wan say another word, so he fled the villa as if he were escaping.
The city was brightly lit, and the streets were bustling with people at night. Nangong Chen suddenly didn't know where to go. The safe haven that had once made him feel at ease had been shattered by his own hands. The person who had once given him warmth had been deeply hurt by him, and he suddenly felt utterly dejected.
He is a president praised by everyone, the leader of the strongest company in the country, but he is also a pitiful person who has been abandoned. He has no mother's company, no father's love, and the only person who aroused his interest turned out to be the one who schemed against him. Now, the person he wants to hold on to has been pushed away by him.
From the first moment he saw Liu Zixi, he liked him. What exactly did he like about him? Perhaps it was his bright smile, perhaps his warm eyes, perhaps the aura of being pampered that surrounded him. But all of this was shattered when gossip spread online. Liu Zixi wasn't innocent; he had installed a camera in his car and posted it online, and had just forced his older sister, who had always doted on him, to give him to him! Nangong Chen had never known that the person he fell for at first sight could be so selfish. Had he nurtured his ambition? Perhaps, Liu Zixi had harbored this intention for a long time.
Yesterday, he had someone investigate the video circulating online, and the results shocked him. Initially, he didn't believe Liu Zixi was responsible and went to confront him. Liu Zixi, a skilled actress, tearfully explained it wasn't him, almost convincing him. But that night, after drinking water, he inexplicably developed a fever, realizing he'd been drugged. In a daze, he ended up in bed with Liu Zixi again. This morning, before Liu Zixi woke up, he checked his phone and saw the video. No matter how Liu Zixi protested, he would never believe him. Who knew he'd dare to come and pressure Xiang Wan! Nangong Chen had never regretted anything, but when he saw Liu Zixi kneeling before Xiang Wan, pressuring her, he felt such deep regret, wishing he'd never met this person!
After spending these days together, he gradually realized that what he wanted was not just the warmth that Liu Zixi embodied, but the source of that warmth—his sister Liu Xiangwan!
Yes, what he longed for was a source of warmth, a little sun that would always give him strength, and that person was Liu Xiangwan, not Liu Zixi!
Nangong Chen had never been so clear about what he wanted as he was now.
But just as he realized this, Xiang Wan wanted to separate from him. How could he allow that! What Nangong Chen wanted, he would hold tightly in his hands and never let her escape!
But he dared not go back. He was afraid to see the disappointment in Xiang Wan's eyes, afraid that she would not see him in her eyes!
Ha, Nangong Chen, I never thought you'd be afraid one day!
As the evening breeze grew cooler, Nangong Chen walked along, not knowing where he had ended up. He only saw a bar nearby, gave a wry smile, and stepped inside.
Xiang Wan was watching TV in the living room. Aunt Li stayed by her side.
"Madam, are you alright?"
"Sister Li, don't worry, I'm fine."
Aunt Li looked at her, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.
"Sister Li, just say what's on your mind. We're all family here."
Xiang Wan's tone was calm, as if she hadn't been affected by what had just happened, which made Li Sao even more unsure of how to respond.
After a long silence, Aunt Li said hesitantly, "Madam, there's something I'm not sure if I should say."
"Go ahead and speak, Aunt Li, I'm listening."
“Madam, the young master is not a bad person. He has indeed done some wrong things, but I can see that he still has feelings for you.”
"Sister Li, there are some things that only we can solve ourselves; no one else can help us."
"Madam, but..."
"I understand, Aunt Li. You don't think Nangong Chen is a bad person, but in my eyes, I wish he really was just a bad person..."
There are some things that Aunt Li simply cannot understand. A bad person can be a good husband even if they commit evil, but a good person committing evil is far more heartbreaking than a bad person. Even if Nangong Chen did nothing wrong, he made a mistake by bringing Liu Xiangwan into his life. Giving hope only to disappoint is worse than not giving it in the first place. To ruin a person is to extinguish all their hope. To live in the shadows, yet suffer in hell, a life worse than death—the original owner had had enough. How could she not let the perpetrator taste that bitterness?
Before Aunt Li could say anything more, Xiang Wan raised her hand to stop her.
"Sister Li, let's handle our own affairs!"
Xiang Wan's tone was resolute, so Li Sao could only sigh, say goodnight, and return to her room.
"Nangong Yu, I have done what you asked for."
Lying on her large bed in the bedroom, Xiang Wan dialed Nangong Yu's number.
"Hehe, little girl, aren't you going to call me uncle anymore?"
"I'm sorry, but I really can't be respectful to someone like you!"
Aren't you afraid I'll expose you?
"Don't be afraid, you're not that kind of person!"
"You trust me so much? What am I supposed to do?"
"As you promised before, our past is settled, and neither of us should bring it up again. Also, let's not call each other unless it's absolutely necessary; it's not a good look. Goodbye!"
Xiang Wan hung up the phone first and blacklisted his number, fearing that Nangong Yu would make any other demands.
Nangong Yu listened to the dial tone and smiled knowingly: "Little girl, you can just hang up like that. One day you'll be begging me for help!"
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