Chapter 240
Mr. Nian, Your Wife Refuses To Be The Substitute
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âSecond young master,â Butler Lu interrupted him again.
A ball of fire rose in Nian Cheâs heart. youâre all a bunch of cold and heartless people, â he cursed angrily before he stuffed the umbrella back into ning Qingâs hands.
Butler Lu did not say anything.
Ning Qing thanked Nian che, held the umbrella, and turned to leave.
In the rain, Nian che gritted his teeth as he watched her swaying body.
â......â
Ning Qing staggered out of the Nian familyâs house.
The door closed after she stepped out.
She was holding an umbrella, and her body was so cold that she lost consciousness.
Looking at the darkness ahead, she couldnât see a trace of light.
She clutched her stomach and slowly walked along the road.
Everything that happened today echoed in her mind. The last scene was fixed on the manâs cold face.
At that moment, ning Qing felt extremely sad.
She walked on unknowingly.
It might have been a few minutes, a dozen minutes, or even longer.
His entire body was shivering from the cold and his head was spinning.
A beam of headlights shone over.
When she heard a shout, ning Qing stopped and turned around.
Yan Sichen rushed forward and grabbed her hand. Qingqing!
Ning Qing saw him clearly. His face was Haggard, and she forced a bitter smile. brother Sichen, Iâm sorry.
Her voice was hoarse, and Yan Sichenâs heart ached so much that he took off his coat and held her tightly.
âCome with me, letâs go home first.â
Ning Qingâs eyes were empty. okay.
The rain was so heavy that the raindrops hit the road like stones. There was not a single car.
He held her hand and carefully protected her as they got into the car.
Then, he took out a set of clean clothes and said firmly,âjust put up with it and change out of your wet clothes.â &Nbsp;
The air conditioner was on in the car. Yan Sichen called the driver out and the two of them walked a little distance away.
â......â
Ning Qing looked at the manâs shirt and pants and began to take off her clothes.
However, before he could finish changing, the surroundings of the car were illuminated by the lights and the rain continued to fall.
The sound of fighting was mixed in with the pattering rain.
Ning Qing had just buttoned her clothes when someone knocked on the car window.
Her heart trembled. young Madam, â Lu Zhui said. please get off the car.
Her hand, which had finally warmed up, turned cold again.
She lowered the car window, and the raindrops fell on her face, which was almost transparent white.
Lu Zhui was holding an umbrella. young Madam, young master is here.
The wound in her heart split open, and blood flowed out.
The light in ning Qingâs eyes shattered, matching the rainy night.
âWhat are you doing here?â she asked.
She was so calm, as if the torture and suffering she had suffered today were all fake.
Lu Zhui didnât know how to answer her. He heard her say, â you can go. I wonât go back with him.
âBut Yingluoâ
She rolled up the window and stopped him from saying anything else.
Ning Qingâs entire body trembled. The fear and despair that entangled her heart made it hard for her to breathe.
The man by the car door left.
Then, another figure landed.
Ning Qingâs body stiffened.
Through the car door, she could hear the sound of the rain hitting the umbrella. It was as if the rain was hitting her chest, and it was so painful that it tore her heart apart.
âNing Qing, get out of the car,â he said as she held back her tears.
Ning Qing shook her head and covered her ears with her hands.
Through the gray car window, he could only see her blurry silhouette, but he knew that she was extremely sad.
âNing Qing, come out!â Nian lie held his breath and called out again.
She did not move, so he did not let her do as she pleased.
He got someone to take the car keys from Yan Sichen and unlock the door.
He took a deep breath and opened the car door. The womanâs frightened expression was reflected in his eyes.
Enduring the pain in his heart, Nian lie reached out to her. ning Qing, come out and come home with me.
At that moment, he saw a long-lost look of ridicule and bitterness on her face.
âHome?â
Ning Qing looked at him as if she was avoiding a flood.
donât lie to yourself. Thatâs not my home. Itâs just a cage for you to lock me up in!