The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories

Chapter 881: Chapter 901: Xia Xiaonuan, Who Will You Choose? (Part 3)

Xia Xiaonuan...

Even with so many people, he can still recognize her at a glance.

In his heart, it seemed like something was struck; excited and yet tense.

However, in the next moment, upon seeing the man next to her, holding her shoulders with both hands, they appeared to be cheerfully chatting about something—Nangong Feihong smiling smugly, while Xia Xiaonuan glared at him angrily, her face blushing.

To outsiders, the scene certainly looked like a couple flirting playfully.

Nangong Yaoling’s heart, in an instant, felt a savage pain.

His lowered hand clenched into a tight fist, his face ashen, wishing he could rush forward and tear apart the man opposite Xia Xiaonuan, striking him into mince!

Qin Yi, following beside Nangong Yaoling, was equally shocked upon seeing the scene.

Young Madam is actually with Situ Yan...

Qin Yi glanced at Nangong Yaoling, a flash of concern in his eyes, softly calling out, ”Young Master...”

Nangong Yaoling’s rigid body moved slightly.

He stepped forward, walking ahead.

Not far away, a few black-suited bodyguards glanced at Qin Yi’s expression, nodded, and followed, waiting close by.

Xia Xiaonuan watched Situ Yan’s laughter, her face darkened, pushing away his hand, frowned and said, ”Enough, why do you act so frivolously all day long!”

She almost doubted if this was the first time she had met the cold-blooded killer?

She remembered that when she first saw him, he had wanted to kill her!

Now he was completely like a rogue.

Xia Xiaonuan turned away helplessly, suddenly seeing something, her expression changed drastically, as if struck by lightning!

She saw Nangong Yaoling standing two meters away from her, his gaze fixated intensely on her.

The man’s pupils were dark and deep, with a complex and unfathomable light, like stars twinkling in the quiet night, yet seemingly, at the next moment, these stars might fall like meteors.

Xia Xiaonuan felt her heart palpitating with pain.

Situ Yan noticed Xia Xiaonuan’s reaction, turned around, locked eyes with Nangong Yaoling, and in an instant, his body tensed fiercely as if a beast meeting its rival.

Nangong Yaoling similarly emitted a chilling aura throughout, his pupils contracting, his jaw clenched, as if the air pressure within several meters around him had dropped.

People passing by couldn’t help but glance sideways at the two men confronting each other.

They froze not far away, mouths emitting sounds like ”Wow... oh damn...”

Because the aura and presence of the two men were overwhelmingly strong.

As if everything and everyone at the airport had dimmed, with lights solely shining on these individuals.

And Xia Xiaonuan beside Situ Yan was also subjected to peculiar gazes.

Gazes of inquiry, admiration, jealousy, or disdain...

But Xia Xiaonuan did not notice any of this because her gaze was firmly locked on Nangong Yaoling.

Her hand unconsciously fell onto her lower abdomen.

In a certain part of her heart, something steadfast began to tremble.

Nangong Yaoling, he still appeared.

Just now, she had been thinking, before she left, wondering if she would see him again. But then it seemed wishful thinking; he had completely given up, and besides, he didn’t know she was leaving today. For whatever reason, he shouldn’t have appeared here.

Yet, he still came.