She could only let him be, looking at his handsome face so close at hand, she merely sneered and said, "Yes, I am Qiqi, and I know, you've always loved Qiqi, but Qiqi doesn't love you, she loves Nan Mo. You know who Nan Mo is..."
So, she never told you this because she didn't want you to hurt the person she loves..."
Nangong Yaoling looked at her deeply, his face had already turned pale, but his grip on her hand did not loosen at all. His eyes were bloodshot, almost ready to shed tears of blood.
He breathed heavily, seemingly wanting to see what cold-blooded words she would say, and then he would accept them all.
Xia Xiaonuan thought that by saying such words, Nangong Yaoling would have a big reaction, at least he shouldn't just quietly look at her like this. But facts proved that staring at her without saying a word was more intense and shocking than if he shouted or vented his anger at her.
