Chapter 242
Mr. Nian, Your Wife Refuses To Be The Substitute
Translator: 549690339
He returned to his usual calm self. letâs go home.
â......â
Ning Qing was forcefully pulled up. She looked at Yan Sichen, whose face had changed from the pain. brother Sichen, Iâm sorry.
Yan Sichen was in a sorry state. Qingqing, donât go with him, Zhenzhen.
Her eyes were watery as she shook her head.
She couldnât implicate him anymore.
Nian Xi wrapped his arms around her waist and held her cold hands. He wanted to pass his warmth to her, but her eyes were not on him.
The heat in his heart faded away.
He ignored the glaring menâs shirt on her and turned her around forcefully, ignoring Yan Sichenâs screams.
He got into the car and closed the door.
Ning Qing leaned against the window and watched the commotion. get someone to release him!
Nian Yu tugged at his tie and sat up straight.
There was a cold threat in his words.
âBe good, I wonât touch him.â
â......â
Ning Qing endured the sadness in her body and did not say another word.
The carriage reversed and was getting further and further away from where Yan Sichen was.
Her hand that was on the window slid down, and her pale and dead face was reflected on the gray glass.
After the car returned to their residence, Nian lie carried her in his arms and walked all the way, ignoring her wishes. He instructed the servant to prepare some ginger soup as he entered the bathroom.
Ning Qing didnât move, as if she was dead.
He prepared hot water for her. take a good bath.
â......â
âNing Qing,â
Her eyes were out of focus, and Nian lieâs heart ached.
He could only try to unbutton her shirt in her silence.
She didnât refuse.
Nian lie suppressed the trembling of his heart, removed her clothes, and washed her without any distractions.
He wrapped her in a bath towel and brought her out of the bath before returning to bed.
The servant brought him a steaming hot ginger soup, and he sent her away. He sat on the edge of the bed with the bowl and carefully blew on it.
âQingqing, drink it.â
She still didnât say a word, only opening her mouth mechanically and accepting the ginger soup he fed her.
The spiciness entered her throat, but she didnât even frown.
After she was done, Nian lie asked her,âare you feeling unwell anywhere?â Does your stomach hurt?â
Ning Qingâs clear eyes looked over with a defeated look.
âSpeak!: Nian lie said in: heavy voice:
âNo, I didnât,â
â......â
Iâm very tired. Can I rest now? â ning Qing was so quiet that it made people panic.
Nian lieâs lips moved a few times, but in the end, he only said,âokay.â &Nbsp;
She lay down and closed her eyes.
Countless words were stuck in his chest, but he couldnât say a single word when facing her.
Nian lie reached out and tucked her in, then dragged his exhausted body into the bathroom.
In the mirror, his handsome face was tired, his eyes were bloodshot, and his back was wet and cold.
He immediately turned on the shower and poured cold water all over his body. Only then did the numbness and suffocation in his heart ease.
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When he came out of the shower, the woman was still in the same position as before.
Nian lie quietly got onto the bed and carefully approached her.
Her breathing was uneven, and his heart was in pain.
I know youâre not sleeping, â Nian lie said, trying to hold it in.
However, she did not open her eyes to look at him.
Nian Xunâs throat trembled. I know you wonât believe me no matter how I explain it, but ning Qing, just bear with it for a little longer. Youâll be fine soon.
âI wonât marry her. I wonât marry anyone.â
âWait a little longer, ning Qing. Wait a little longer for me.â
He hugged her tightly and said a lot of things in her ear, but she was unmoved.
In the end, Nian lieâs eyes reddened. Iâll go back to the company later. I might be very busy. Yueyue, take good care of yourself and your child.
After that, he seemed to be unable to bear her indifference any longer and got out of bed to leave.
On the bed, her tears flowed down from the corners of her eyes.
She heard the door close, but she still did not open her eyes.
The sorrow spread infinitely.
It dyed the entire room.