Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Nangong Yi smiled faintly, his features charmingly seductive.

”Do you think I’m a good person?”

”I don’t think you’re a good person either. If I say you’re a bad person, yet you risked your life to save me.

If I say you’re a good person, but you hurt my dad like that, and even caused your grandfather’s death.

So I don’t know what you’re really thinking, or how much of a threat you pose to us.”

Nangong Yi lowered his gaze, not denying anything.

Jian Yufei thought, no matter how bad a person is, they wouldn’t kill their own family without reason.

Nangong Yi isn’t such a crazed person.

He must have had his reasons for causing Nangong Wenchang’s death.

Yet she didn’t ask much more.

Nangong Yi was silent for a while, then smiled: ”Now, I’m no longer a threat to you. At the time, I calculated against you only to seize the position of Family Head. There is no longer a need for that.”

”Why? You don’t want that position anymore?”

Nangong Yi shook his head: ”I’m not interested in the position of Family Head, and I’m about to die. What’s the point of fighting for it? Back then, fighting for it was just a... but now everything is meaningless.”

He evidently had some secret he couldn’t share.

Jian Yufei wasn’t interested in gossip.

”When will you turn 21?”

Nangong Yi smiled faintly: ”In two months.”

That means he has less than two months to live?

”You look quite healthy now.”

”When I was young, my father found a medicine for me that could sustain my health, but couldn’t extend my lifespan.”

”Only living for 21 years, are you okay with it?” Jian Yufei suddenly asked, not knowing why she felt compelled to ask.

Nangong Yi paused slightly.

His smile turned bitter: ”Of course I’m not okay with it.

You know, my intelligence is the highest in the Nangong Family, yet I’m a short-lived person.

So no one is jealous of me because no matter how capable I am, I won’t live long.

When I was young, I wasn’t okay with it. Why was I born only to live for 21 years?

Even 41 years would be good, but why must I die at the prime of my youth?

Later on, I gradually came to terms with it. I think no matter how many years I live, they are earned. Everyone must die, as long as I didn’t waste my life.”

No wonder he is always so calm and composed despite his young age, devoid of youthful restlessness.

Turns out, his mindset had changed early on.

”I think, perhaps this is heavenly fate honing you.”

Nangong Yi looked at her, puzzled.

Honing him?

He’s about to die, what’s the point of honing him?

Jian Yufei wanted to say she had a way to save his life, but swallowed the words.

Now’s not the time to say it.

Friend or foe, time will tell.

”I said my father might be able to cure you, didn’t I? As long as we can leave alive, there is hope for your illness.” Jian Yufei didn’t dare to sound too hopeful.

Nangong Yi was a bit tempted, but he has less than two months left.

No matter how capable Xiao Zexin is, he can’t cure him in such a short time.

Thinking that, the little hope Nangong Yi had vanished, and he quickly calmed down.

”If I get the chance, I’ll strive for it.” He said with a faint smile.

Seeing him like this, Jian Yufei knew he wasn’t hopeful.

”Having hope is better than having none.”