Chapter 165
Mr. Nian, Your Wife Refuses To Be The Substitute
Translator: 549690339
The sound of the surrounding people cleaning up the scene could be heard.
The sounds of fighting were especially clear downstairs.
A trace of nervousness finally appeared in his eyes that had been calm since the beginning.
Ning Qing hesitated for a moment, but still shook her head in fear.
She had scared her.
The restraint on her hand loosened, and the woman stepped back.
She nodded and said, â
âI hope you wonât regret this.â
âMiss, itâs done,: the man said:
At the door, someone rushed in and whispered a few words to the woman.
She nodded and gave a determined order, â
âLetâs go!â
Surrounded by a few people, the womanâs gentle and beautiful figure gradually drifted away from ning Qing.
When she reached the door, she paused.
In the end, he left with his head lowered.
Ning Qing stood in front of the sofa, her thoughts in a mess.
A shadow cast over the entrance. She looked over and saw Nian lie walking toward her.
He walked over quickly, grabbed her hand, and checked her up and down.
âAre you hurt?â he asked.
Ning Qing lowered her eyes. Seeing his nervous expression, she couldnât say anything.
Nian Xi stared at her, his dark eyes deep.
His big palm touched the tears on her face that had not dried up. why arenât you saying anything? where did she hurt you, Yingluo? â
Before ning Qing could celebrate his appearance, she was heartbroken by the news he had announced a few minutes ago.
She took a step back to put some distance between them.
âStop acting.â
She wiped her tears with her fingers and rolled around in pain.
His eyes were 30% cold and 40% sad.
you rushed over right after the announcement of the divorce. Itâs been hard on you.
Nian lieâs body stiffened, and his stunning face turned pale.
Ning Qingâs chest tightened and she looked away.
âNow that the news has been announced, you and I donât have to put on an act. Can I leave?â
The man did not move.
Ning Qing sobbed, bitterness rushing into her nose.
He walked past him.
The smell of blood entered his nose.
âNing Qing Qianqian.â
The manâs voice was heavy, as if it weighed a thousand pounds.
She bit her lip hard. what else is there? â
She didnât even look back, as if she hated him to the extreme.
Even looking at him disgusted her.
Nian lieâs eyelashes trembled slightly, and his hands hanging by his sides were clenched, his palms cold.
âShe didnât hurt you.â
The slight trembling was suppressed in his body.
There was a sound. Drip, drip.
He gently knocked on his eardrum.
His surroundings were blurry.
In his eyes, there was only her thin and weak back.
Ning Qing turned her body to the side, allowing him to see her disgust and hatred.
âYouâre the only one whoâs ever hurt me.â
After killing him, he turned around and left.
âDonât go.â
The word â extremely weak â was spat out from his pale lips, and it could not hold anyone back.
His vision blurred, and the pain from his back shoulder spread to his chest, tearing his heart apart.
The color of blood dyed the dark suit, and if one did not look carefully, one would not be able to see it at all.
Both his body and mind were injured, and his eyes were blinded by fatigue.
Nian lieâs body swayed and he fell down.
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Ning Qing ran all the way out and ran into Yan Sichen, who had rushed over at the door.
âQingqing, how are you? Are you alright? Where are you hurt?â
The man, who had always been calm and reserved, lost his sense of propriety in front of her.
Ning Qing held his hand and shook her head.
âBrother Sichen, Iâm fine.â
Yan Sichen looked up and saw her face full of tears.
Qingqing, whatâs wrong? â he asked in a hoarse voice.
The woman smiled sweetly, and tears fell.
âI can go home now.â
Yan Sichen was shocked. Thousands of thoughts rolled up in his mind, but he couldnât see through her thoughts.
Ning Qingâs tone was very low, and her smile was heartbreaking.
âBrother Sichen, can you send me home?â
He opened his mouth and looked up at the building.
Then, he felt sad and heartbroken.
âAlright,â he said.
The two of them got into the car and left.
In the other car, the dark window was lowered to the width of two fingers.
In the front seat, the man said worriedly, â
âMiss, he saw your face. Is it really okay? do you want Wanwan?â