The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories

Chapter 1410: Chapter 1427: He Had Already Started Hating Her

She reached out her hand and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Then, she incredulously looked at the man beside her.

The light from the car roof shone on the man’s handsome and graceful face, reflecting a glimmering sheen.

Nangong Zhongli’s tears instantly stopped.

But she felt her heart bleeding.

She remembered him shielding her in the bar, asking her to leave alone first.

At that moment, she almost believed he cared about her.

But... only now does she understand, he can be gentlemanly and gentle to anyone, but his heart will forever open only for one woman.

And that person can only be Xia Xiaonuan.

Nangong Zhongli closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she saw Nangong Yaoling gripping her arm with a livid face.

His grip was strong, yet she couldn’t feel a trace of pain.

”Nangong Zhongli... you’d better think carefully before answering! Was it really you? Did you send people to harm Qi Yue?!”

”Yes.” Nangong Zhongli nodded blankly. Suddenly, she burst out laughing.

”Brother... I know, my sins are unforgivable, I know, I must have hurt your heart... I know, I shouldn’t have killed Xiaonuan’s child, but I thought it wasn’t your child... I...”

”Slap!” Nangong Yaoling abruptly swung his hand, striking Nangong Zhongli’s face.

Nangong Zhongli spat out fresh blood and fell to the floor.

Nangong Yaoling abruptly pulled out a gun, aiming it at Nangong Zhongli’s head.

”Zhongli... I didn’t expect that even now... you remain obstinate, still trying to stir up trouble between me and Xiaonuan! I’m telling you, that child was mine and Xiaonuan’s! No matter what anyone says, I will believe her!”

Nangong Zhongli’s entire body was frozen there.

The atmosphere instantly became tense to the extreme.

Everyone widened their eyes, watching Nangong Yaoling and Nangong Zhongli.

Nangong Zhongli crawled up from the ground, seemingly oblivious to the gun in Nangong Yaoling’s hand, her gaze involuntarily turned to Xia Xiaonuan.

”Xiaonuan... Do you know, sometimes I really envy you... You can receive my brother’s deep love, and most importantly, you love him too.

But I, perhaps in this lifetime, will never feel that kind of emotion.

To love someone means being willing to give everything for them, no matter if it results in utter destruction. I wish happiness for you and my brother.”

After speaking, her gaze involuntarily turned to Liang Shaochen.

Her large eyes were filled with resentment, pain, deep affection, and a hint of... hidden revenge.

Liang Shaochen’s face turned pale, one hand tightly formed into a fist, his feet seemingly glued to the ground, his inner turmoil raging, yet his exterior remained unmoved.

Even at this moment, he did not stand up to say a word for her.

Actually, Nangong Zhongli understood, he probably hated her more than anyone. Ever since he knew of her repeated schemes against Xiaonuan, he has hated her.

That’s why there were so many instances of exploitation and deceit.

And his current situation is not suitable for speaking up. After all, the wrongs she committed are indeed indefensible.

Yet... somehow, Nangong Zhongli seemed to see a trace of reluctance in his eyes.

Must be her illusion.

She knew it definitely was.

She suddenly turned around, crawling in front of Nangong Yaoling.

She reached out, grabbing the gun in his hand, placing it against her own forehead.