Whether Xi Mohan will help herself, Ning Wan naturally did not dare to be sure. If he did not help her, she would not feel any loss either, but could use this matter as a source to keep this man further away from herself.
A man who is unwilling to help her, what qualifications does he have to continue lingering by her side?
If he is willing to cooperate with her... that would be spectacular. Ning Wan was very much looking forward to seeing Ning Yan’er experience that feeling of falling from heaven to hell.
Ning Yan’er apparently did not expect Ning Wan to directly ask Xi Mohan, which is equivalent to her dignity... even her future is now in the hands of Xi Mohan.
If Xi Mohan chooses to help herself, then he definitely does not take Ning Wan seriously. But now seeing Xi Mohan and Ning Wan together, and even noticing that Xi Mohan’s gaze was fixed on Ning Wan, how could she possibly feel that Xi Mohan would definitely stand on her side?
Ning Wan did this intentionally...
Her gaze involuntarily fell on Xi Mohan, but she saw the handso and indifferent man not glancing at her at all, instead staring intently at Ning Wan sitting opposite her. Witnessing this scene, Ning Yan’er felt a chill spreading from the soles of her feet throughout her body, even making her feel a bit shaky, as if she was about to fall.
The hand by her side slowly clenched tighter. The cancellation of her engagent with Xi Mohan had been publicized by this man himself on the magazine’s front page. Today in An City, she had already lost all face, even though Xi Mohan explained in the newspaper that it was his issue.
But she had been with him for so many years, and in a few more years, she would be thirty. She gave her best youthful years to this man, yet now she ended up with a cancelled engagent.
How could Ning Yan’er not hate or resent this?
And all of this, she believed was Ning Wan’s fault. If it weren’t for Ning Wan, her dear Mo Han would be marrying her this year.
Naturally, Ning Wan did not know what Ning Yan’er was currently thinking in her heart, let alone expect that this woman would bla everything on her. If she knew, she would definitely spit in her face.
She knew Xi Mohan many years earlier than Ning Yan’er did. Even though Ning Yan’er t Xi Mohan, she hadn’t started liking him yet. It took herself chasing him for over a decade before this woman Ning Yan’er stepped in and completely stole him away.
In terms of ti wasted on this man, she wasted countless tis more than her, and most importantly... now she had even miscarried because of Xi Mohan.
With all these things that happened, she did not resent them. She just initially liked this man, Xi Mohan.
If Ning Wan knew, she would definitely think that she has a much bigger heart compared to Ning Yan’er.
Both won’s gaze fell on Xi Mohan, yet the man still maintained an expressionless face, showing no emotion, and did not utter a single word.
More and more onlookers gathered outside, all curious about what was happening inside, and the sounds of their discussions, big and small, all drifted in.
Ning Yan’er’s complexion looked extrely unpleasant, even since the morning, her face had not looked good.
Only Ning Wan still smiled charmingly, like a bystander who was indifferent and uninvolved, much calr compared to Ning Yan’er.
"Yan’er," under the gaze of the two won, Xi Mohan slid a hand into his pocket, the other by his side, his expression indifferent as he looked towards Ning Yan’er standing a few steps away from him.
Upon hearing the man she liked calling her na like before, Ning Yan’er’s heart involuntarily tightened. But when she looked up and saw the man’s indifferent gaze, she instinctively took a step back, the chill in her heart beginning to spread throughout her body, making her unconsciously want to shake her head and explain sothing, yet she couldn’t utter a single word.
Man’s face expressionless, his thin lips faintly opened, "If it’s not yours, why cling to it? As for the shares, if truly as Ning Wan stated, return them to her, otherwise, it would not be good if everyone ends up in the police station..."
"Mo Han, so you don’t believe ?" Almost without any consideration or hesitation, Ning Yan’er firmly looked at Xi Mohan in front of her and directly asked out loud.
Xi Mohan slightly lowered his eyes, no longer looking at the woman in front of him, his emotions unclear, as if an invisible net was enveloping him, and after a long ti, he spoke without any emotion, "I never doubted you before, but after returning to the country, the things you have done are just too many. If it weren’t for others telling , I would not even know about it, now I don’t even know if I should believe you..."
A panic spread in Ning Yan’er’s heart, and pointing her finger towards Ning Wan, she blurted out, "Is it this bitch Ning Wan who told you sothing about ?"
Xi Mohan raised his eyes to look at the sowhat crazed Ning Yan’er, and slightly furrowed his brows, "Yan’er, you don’t need to drag everyone down with you. If you didn’t do it, nobody would accuse you."
’If you don’t want others to know, better not to do it in the first place.’ Why put all the bla on others?
Ning Wan’s face had a cunning smile throughout the entire ti, even when Ning Yan’er was pointing at her and interrogating that man, her expression didn’t change at all.
Now, Ning Yan’er’s image is completely destroyed. Not only did she reveal her true nature in front of those people outside, but she also showed another side in front of Xi Mohan. Those so-called ladylike images were rely superficial, the most real side was used to confront her.
The purpose of Ning Wan’s visit today was also for these two matters. One was to expose Ning Yan’er’s true face, to make Xi Mohan even more disappointed in this woman.
The man she discarded, even if she no longer wanted him, she wouldn’t let Ning Yan’er have him either, keeping her far away.
Desiring sothing one can’t have can drive a person crazy, and make them reckless, just like how Ning Yan’er couldn’t have Xi Mohan now.
The breakup between Xi Mohan and Ning Yan’er undoubtedly planted a ti bomb for Ning Yan’er, which could explode at any mont, then reveal her disgraceful side.
And her, Ning Wan, was rely the one who lit the fire.
Secondly, Ning Wan truly ca for her shares that Ning Yan’er had indeed deceived her of before.
Although not much, that small amount of shares in the Ning Group could kill a bunch of people just with the dividends received each year.
Ning Yan’er, hearing Xi Mohan’s words, instantly beca even paler and couldn’t find the words to refute.
Ning Wan slightly curled her lips and continued smiling. Just now, there ca a word from outside calling for Ning Yan’er’s father, her uncle. She didn’t plan to stay here longer, the matter of the shares could be dealt with slowly.
Stepping forward, Ning Wan slightly lifted her chin and said unhurriedly to the already devastated Ning Yan’er, "Eldest Lady Ning, I hope you can return the shares to soon, or I don’t mind seeing you in court."
After speaking, she turned her head to glance at Xi Mohan who was standing there, curled her lips slightly, and said without any nostalgia, "I won’t disturb the two of you reminiscing further, Mr. Xi, Eldest Lady Ning, goodbye!"
After speaking, she imdiately turned and walked towards the door, her steps unhesitant and without any lingering.
Xi Mohan, watching Ning Wan’s back, slightly furrowed his brows, his expression looking quite unpleasant. In fact, he had noticed that Ning Wan was using him, but he went along with her instead of resisting her intentions, but he didn’t expect her to leave so decisively.
The long legs covered in a suit were getting ready to catch up, but just as he was about to leave the office, a loud sound of sothing heavy falling ca from behind, followed imdiately by cries of alarm.
"Miss Ning... Miss Ning has fainted..."
Xi Mohan stopped in his tracks, turned around, and saw Ning Yan’er fainted on the ground. His brows furrowed once more, and then without any hesitation he walked back, bent down and carried her, then spoke to the people at the door, "Call 120..."
After Ning Wan left the Ning Group, she stood directly under the sun, slightly lifting her eyes to the blazing sky, the piercing sunlight directly hitting her eyes, making her squint, she then raised her hand to her front, slowly splaying her fingers to block the harsh sunlight.
After standing for a mont, she curled her lips, then took out her phone, opened the contacts, and imdiately dialed a number at the top of the list. Soon, she spoke, "Once I handle these matters, help with the emigration; I want to live in France... "
...
The next morning, Song Qiao propped up her sore back from bed, glanced at the spot next to her that she didn’t know how long had been vacated by the man, and cursed Lu Jingchen in her heart.
Last night, she didn’t know if Lu Jingchen had taken sothing, or what, but he tornted her until late night, continuously coaxing her calling him "husband", otherwise, he would tornt her even more vigorously causing her throat to feel a bit sore now.
To think he seed such a restrained man, Song Qiao had only two words to describe him.
Beast.
She relaxed in bed for a bit before slowly getting out of bed. Just as she was preparing to wash up, the phone on the bedside rang. Seeing the calling display showing the na ’Song Xi’, Song Qiao was montarily stunned.
Only later did she recall what she had said to Song Xi in the office a few days ago, though it also made her feel quite upset.
Song Xi actually only called her now...
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