Chapter 343
Mr. Nian, Your Wife Refuses To Be The Substitute
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âNing Qing, you donât need to go to hell.â
Ning Qing looked at him with half-closed eyes. but what if I want to? will Mr. Nian accompany me? â
âIf you want to, Iâm willing,â Nian lie said in an extremely calm tone after taking a deep breath.
Then, he turned his head and looked at her seriously.
âBut, ning Qing, I donât want you to die.â
â......â
Ning Qing glared at him, and the corners of her lips curved down.
He still didnât look at the road ahead, and every word he said clearly entered ning Qingâs ears.
âYou can curse me and make me die, but you canât die.â
This was the second time he had almost lost her.
There canât be a third time.
Ning Qing laughed silently and looked away. She cursed him and closed her eyes to rest, not looking at him again.
Nian Xunâs eyes grew calm as he turned to look ahead.
itâs still a long way. Take a nap. Iâll wake you up when we arrive.
Ning Qing crossed her arms and turned to the door, completely ignoring him.
Perhaps it was because the temperature in the car was just right, or perhaps she was really tired, ning Qing fell asleep not long after.
Looking at the woman who was sleeping peacefully, Nian lieâs eyes revealed a gentleness that he had not seen in a long time.
Almost an hour later, ning Qing felt a jolt under her body.
She woke up in a daze and looked out the window-
In the distance, the mountains were winding, as if they extended to the horizon. Jiang He stretched out of the forest in the afterglow, its surface glistening. From afar, the dense forest seemed to be shrouded in mist.
Green hills and clear waters, the setting sun.
Ning Qing suddenly woke up. She rolled down the window and looked down. The height she was at at the moment made her dizzy.
She turned around and glared at the man who was driving.
Her beautiful hair fluttered in the wind.
Mr. Nian, youâre the head of the Nian family. Do you really hold grudges? â
She had cursed him to go to hell, and he had taken her to such a high mountain. Did he want her to die?
However, if she really had to die, she would drag him down with her!
As she thought about this, the car window was rolled up.
Nian lie shook his head slightly. The sound of the wind blowing into his ears had made his ears buzz.
âWeâre almost there.â
He didnât answer her question directly, but only said these four words.
Ning Qing did not speak. She stared at the increasingly narrow road in front of her, her heart hanging in the air. Fortunately, the two of them had reached the top of the mountain without any danger.
At this time, the sun was about to set. The fiery red clouds covered the sky, and the red light shone on every corner. It was so beautiful that it was shocking.
After Nian lie parked the car, he unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car. Seeing that ning Qing was not moving, he said, â weâre here. Letâs get out.
Ning Qing held her breath, but he did not say much. She pushed the door open and got out of the car. The man had already lit a cigarette. He was leaning against a big tree that required two people to hug it, looking at the scenery under his feet.
Ning Qing walked around the mountaintop and found that there was no other way to go except the road that she had driven up.
âWhy did you bring me here?â she asked after glancing at Nian lie, who seemed to have lost interest.
As Nian Ying held the cigarette butt between his lips, he looked at the mountains in the distance.
When he heard her speak, he turned around and glanced at her.
His eyes were filled with unspeakable desolation and loneliness.
He gestured with his chin to let her look at the mesmerizing scenery.
Ning Qing took a quick glance and retracted her gaze. just to see this scenery? â
It was beautiful, but what was the point of looking at it?
Nian lie didnât reply.
Mr. Nian, â ning Qing said coldly, â if thereâs nothing else, Iâll take my leave.
She turned around and headed down the mountain.
Nian lie returned to his senses from the scenery. As the White smoke filled the air, he said, â
âArenât you tired?â
Ning Qing stopped in her tracks.
He looked at her from a few steps away, as if he was so far away that he couldnât catch her.
âArenât you tired?â