"I really don’t need anyone’s envy!" Xia Xiaonuan said sowhat resentfully.
A flicker of anger crossed Nangong Yaoling’s face as he narrowed his eyes at her, "Xia Xiaonuan, if you dare say another word, I’ll kiss you!"
Xia Xiaonuan looked into his eyes and knew he ant it.
Her lips moved slightly, glaring at him with hatred.
But she held back from saying another word.
Nangong Yaoling’s lips curled up in satisfaction.
When they reached the hospital entrance, the driver was already waiting there.
Nangong Yaoling directly carried her into the car, and as he set her down, he didn’t forget to lift her face and peck her on the lips.
"If you could always be this obedient, that would be nice." His smile under the sunlight was exceptionally grand and enchanting.
Xia Xiaonuan wiped her lips forcefully as a sign of defiance.
Nangong Yaoling ignored her and got in the car as well.
...
On the way, Nangong Yaoling behaved relatively decently.
He just held her hand, kneading it restlessly.
Like playing with clay in a child’s hand.
Occasionally, he even brought it to his lips to kiss it.
Xia Xiaonuan couldn’t avoid it. His actions made her feel ticklish and her expression wasn’t pleasant.
Nangong Yaoling pretended not to notice.
After all, it’s playing with his own wife, looking every bit self-righteous.
Xia Xiaonuan truly hoped that one day, if she could beco powerful, she would definitely step on his head and lord it over him.
This man was simply a demon.
...
When they got ho, Nangong Yaoling got out of the car and stubbornly carried her into the villa.
He directly placed her on the bedroom bed in the end.
"Rest well today." He tucked her in.
Xia Xiaonuan stared at him blankly, like a robot.
Nangong Yaoling knew how much she hated him in her heart.
He didn’t expose her feelings.
In fact, he found her helpless deanor to be sowhat adorable.
He kissed her forehead, then her nose, lips.
Moving slowly down to her chin, neck, and chest.
By the ti he finished kissing, Xia Xiaonuan hadn’t reacted yet, but his own breathing had beco heavier.
He almost lost control and pounced on her.
If it weren’t for having sothing to do in the afternoon.
He really wanted her right then and there.
Seeing her face flushing red in unease, it felt as if soone was gently scratching at his heart, tickling it.
Nangong Yaoling glanced at his watch, then reluctantly got up and left.
"Baby, don’t worry, we’ll continue tonight," he whispered huskily in her ear.
"You’d better never co back," Xia Xiaonuan gritted her teeth and said.
"You’d cry," Nangong Yaoling tapped her nose, smiling at her as he adjusted his cuffs.
His movents were elegant and flamboyant.
Xia Xiaonuan closed her eyes, not wanting to look at him.
Nangong Yaoling tucked her in further and turned to leave.
...
That night, Nangong Yaoling indeed didn’t co back.
Xia Xiaonuan lay in the empty room.
Thinking that Nangong Yaoling was probably in bed with that Yang Zi’er again.
An inexplicable resentnt welled up inside her.
Scenes from the filming set replayed in her mind constantly.
Nangong Yaoling, you’d better never touch again.
Because your body is too dirty!
You’re simply like a stud.
Xia Xiaonuan turned over again.
Thinking of Liang Shaochen, her mood worsened.
After tossing and turning all night, she finally fell asleep just before dawn.
She rested at ho for several days.
The wound on Xia Xiaonuan’s leg was no longer a problem.
Walking was no longer an issue.
She called Director Yuan, who finally agreed for her to return to the set.
...
During her scene with Fang Wan, there was a mont where she accidentally broke a bowl of soup, resulting in Fang Wan slapping her.
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