Chapter 67
Mr. Nian, Your Wife Refuses To Be The Substitute
Translator: 549690339
He laughed in a strange arc, and his well-defined handsome face had a kind of demonic charm.
Ning Qing trembled, and her eyes flickered. Before she could speak, he said fiercely, â
âThen youâre really wrong. Iâve said it before, even if you die, I wonât let you off!â
Ning Qingâs heart trembled at his words.
Her lips moved. no, Iâm Yingluo.
Nian lie controlled his strength, but it still hurt.
âWhat else do you want to say?â
Ning Qing frowned, and her eyes were watery. my spine hurts.
Nian Yuâs brows twitched, and he unconsciously loosened his grip.
There was a suffocating feeling in his chest, with nowhere to vent.
âMind your own business. I donât want to waste any more time on you,â he said, trying to hold back his anger.
âIâm sorry,â she said.
Nian Jinâs body trembled, and his pupils shrank.
Ning Qingâs hands, which were on the blanket, were clenched tightly. Because of her panic, they were shaking like sieves.
Nian lie, I didnât do it on purpose. Iâm just very sad. I canât get over the barrier in my heart because my sister, Qianqian, is no longer around. I canât Qianqian.
The infusion tube returned blood because of her movements, but she didnât feel any pain at all.
she doted on me since I was young. She took the blame for me when I made a mistake, but she died because of me. My parents hate me, and you hate me. I can understand all of that.
She let out a deep breath. It was as if a hole had been pierced through her heart, numbing it with pain.
sheâs sleeping alone underground. She must be very cold and sad.
She smiled, but it was sadder than crying.
At the same time, tears fell down her face.
âI was supposed to be with her. That way, she wouldnât be afraid.â
but Iâm still alive. I donât deserve to be forgiven.
She had never thought that one day, being alive would be more painful than being dead.
âSheâs not here, so what right do I have to be happy?â
She should bear the burden of ning SUâs death for the rest of her life, feeling guilty, sad, and in eternal pain for her death.
â......â
She didnât know when, but Nian lie had already walked up to her.
His throat ached, and his raised hand did not fall on her head.
He knew that she had always been concerned about ning SUâs â death because of her.
He just didnât expect her to care about him to this extent.
The shadow of a person dying because of him would follow that person for the rest of his life.
He closed his pained eyes and opened them again, his eyes filled with coldness and solemnity.
His hand fell powerlessly, and his fingers were pressed against the ironed suit pants. He said emotionlessly, â
âWhat does it have to do with me?ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
The crying stopped abruptly.
Ning Qing looked at his indifferent face in a daze, her heart aching.
Nian lie glared at her coldly. if everyone thinks like you and is in so much pain, itâs better to die.
â......â
âNing Qing, do you want to die?â
The sharp words turned into sharp arrows that pierced the most hidden and fragile part of her heart, causing her to feel excruciating pain.
Nian Ying pursed his lips and continued, â
âIf you havenât reached the point where you want to die, then live well.â
âIf you donât have the courage to die, then are you afraid of living?â
âAnd are you sure she wants to see you like this?â
This last sentence became the last straw that crushed ning Qing.
She couldnât hold it in any longer, and her tears gushed out like a river opening its floodgates as she cried out loud.
Nian lie clenched his jaw, his expression tense, but he didnât stop her.
He walked out and closed the door.
Outside the door, Lu Zhui looked at him worriedly. young master, are you and young Madam alright? â
Nian lieâs eyes darkened, and a trace of sorrow appeared between his brows, which quickly disappeared.
âGo to the ning family tomorrow,â he ordered.
Lu Zhui nodded in agreement with a heavy heart.
Looking at the tightly shut door, Nian Yingâs hand on the doorknob trembled.
In the end, he easily let go.