Chapter 256
Mr. Nian, Your Wife Refuses To Be The Substitute
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âBut, I love you, Yingluo. I still love you, haha.â
She mumbled incoherently as she clutched the fabric of her chest tightly with one hand. In the end, she burst out laughing.
The ear-piercing laughter caused Nian lie to lose his calm.
âWhere the hell are you?!â He asked with reddened eyes.
Ning Qing continued, â
âIf I had known this would happen, I would have insisted on getting a divorce from the start and stayed far away from you. Why should I be immersed in the little bit of kindness you have for me? The results were all fake, all fake Yingluo.â
These words crushed Nian lieâs rationality.
He growled, â donât say such things. Calm down. Iâll explain to ning Qing what happened today. Wait for me!
The woman did not answer.
After more than ten seconds, the wind from the other side blew over, making a whooshing sound.
Then, the womanâs voice was so light that it was weightless, but it was filled with hatred.
Nian lie, I hate you. I love you.
if thereâs a next life, I hope I can suffer all the pain in this world. But please donât let me see you again.
The call ended.
When Nian lie called again, the call was already engaged.
Intense fear and terror rushed up to him, and he could not keep his mind.
âLetâs welcome our groom onto the stage,â the host announced.
Below the stage, he stammered and did not react at all.
Everyone looked over.
young master: â Lu Zhui said in: low voice: â weâre still one step away. Please wait: little longer.
No!
He could not wait!
Ning Qing was stunned.
A strong sense of uneasiness was about to take his life.
Nian lieâs face twitched slightly. He tugged at his bow tie and was about to walk out.
âYoung master!â
âLuan âer, stop right there!â
Nian Xiaomuâs mother stepped forward to block his way, not forgetting to threaten him, â
âWhat do you want to do? everyoneâs watching!â
Nian lie glanced at the Furious Nian Junting. He couldnât wait any longer. I want to see her! No one can stop me! he said in a hoarse and panicked voice.
He walked past mother Nian and dashed out.
Everyone was stunned, including Bai Qingqing, who was on the stage.
âBrother yang!â
Nian lieâs back view was resolute and he did not turn back.
âStop him!â Nian Junting stood up and ordered.
A group of people swarmed up, and the banquet hall was in complete chaos.
However, at that moment, Nian lieâs mind was filled with ning Qingâs despairing cries. His heart was about to break.
No matter who it was in front of him, he would beat them up as if he had gone crazy.
There were more and more people, but he still didnât give up.
Fortunately, Lu Zhui and his men arrived in time and stopped those people.
âYoung master, please leave quickly! Go and save young Madam!â
Nian Yunâs chin was bruised, and his gaze was extremely terrifying.
He couldnât care about anything else, so he turned and rushed out.
The intense fight, accompanied by the screams of the crowd, rang out behind him.
He was like an Asura who had finally retreated from the battlefield and was about to run to the person he had been thinking about.
The journey to the entrance was considered smooth. Before she could get into the car, an anxious female voice called out to her.
âBrother yang!â
Nian lie stopped.
Bai Qingqing lifted the hem of her dress, which had a long trail behind it. Her veil had fallen somewhere, and her hair was hanging down in a mess.
She walked to him with tears in her eyes and begged,âwhere are you going?â Youâre going to leave me and the child for her again, arenât you?â
Nian lie didnât say a word. His dark and quiet eyes didnât light up.
Bai Qingqingâs heart was burning with anxiety, and her face looked extremely fragile.
âDonât leave me behind, brother Yan, donât! Itâs our wedding day, you canât waste your time!â
She shook her head and cried pitifully.
However, there was only the woman on the other end of the phone who was filled with sorrow in Nian Xiâs heart.
His hands that were hanging by his side trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with heartlessness and coldness.
âDonât cry,â