Chapter 232: To Hate Who You Love
Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress
Translator: Paperplane, Zenobys
Liu Rushuang took her anger out on Han Moze by pounding on his chest a few times. âTry to get angry with me again! Try to get angry with me again!â
Han Moze let Liu Rushuang take her anger out on him by pounding on his chest.
âShuangâer, promise me that youâll try your best to stay away from Nangong Ba, alright?â He asked in a kind voice.
Liu Rushuang thought about it for a moment before replying.
âIâll promise you, but Iâll definitely think of a way to cut Nangong Ba.â
âShuangâEr, could you tell me what happened to us in the distant past?â Han Moze asked.
âZe, itâs a long story. Iâll tell you slowly in the future. All you have to know is that, in this lifetime, youâre the one I love. You have to believe me. Iâll never do anything to betray you,â said Liu Rushuang.
Han Moze tightly hugged Liu Rushuang and pulled a gentle smile. âShuangâer, I believe you. Thank you for falling in love with me.â
Liu Rushuang sweetly cuddled into Han Mozeâs embrace with a smile on her lips.
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Nangong Ba stayed in the pavilion and stared out at the waterfall in the distance.
âRed eagle, even you have left me. Whatâs the point in living alone? Oh yes... I still havenât found my biological parents. I wonder if they can even be found. Perhaps... already...â He murmured.
Nangong Ba shut his eyes and a single tear slid down from the corner of his eyes. His slightly pale complexion and deeply sensual facial features didnât seem as warm and tender as before. Rather, he seemed full of sorrow and loneliness.
When Lin Yimei caught sight of him on her way to the pavilion, she teased, âCousin, didnât you always look down on me? Now, itâs finally my turn to look down on you! Haha...â
Nangong Ba turned the wheelchair towards Lin Yimei and only felt disgusted by the big grin on her face. âIf you have no business here, leave!â
âHaha... what do you mean I donât have business here? Mocking you is my business!â Lin Yimei laughed out loud.
Just then, her gaze turned cruel and malicious. âCousin, do you still remember? I tried to drug you many times and after so many attempts, you would rather stay in a cold reservoir for a whole day and night than marry me. Do you really hate me that much? Tell me!â
Nangong Baâs head hurt from Lin Yimeiâs thunderous and angry roar. âLove is love. If you donât love someone, you just donât. I wonât marry someone I donât love,â he said coldly.
âCousin, just what part of me canât compare with that wench Liu Rushuang! You fell in love with that wench in only one day, but what about me? Iâve been thinking about ways to win you over since I was young, but youâve never shown me the slightest bit of kindness. Am I really the one in the wrong? Clearly, youâre the one whoâs in the wrong! Youâve always looked down on me! Am I right?â Lin Yimei shrieked loudly.
Nangong Ba shut his eyes and flatly said, âJust leave!â
The flames in Lin Yimeiâs eyes crackled with rage, as she reached her right hand out and conjured up her inner breath. In an instant, a blue inner breath whip materialized in her palm. She tightly clutched the whip and ruthlessly hit Nangong Ba.
Whiiip! Whiiiip... Lines and lines of bloody lashes appeared on Nangong Baâs body, adding a poignant, bright red onto his ash-white clothes.
Nangong Ba didnât utter a word and shut his eyes to let Lin Yimei take her anger out on him. In the end, he had wasted her time! Although, he didnât mean to waste her time.
âCousin, you look down on me! You donât think I was good enough! I hate you! Hate you...â Lin Yimei hit and cursed endlessly with a face full of hatred.
Whiiip! Nangong Ba felt the immense pain on his cheeks and suddenly opened his eyes. A helpless smile formed on his face. Itâs good that this face is disfigured.
Lin Yimei saw the deep bloody scar on Nangong Baâs face and her hand trembled violently whilst clutching the whip.
âYour face is disfigured now. Haha... Iâll never see that blank look on your face again! Haha...â She wailed while laughing and crying.