"Hello... What?! I’ll be back imdiately!" Nangong Yaoling’s face turned extrely grim, shocked to the point that he had to quickly grab his suitcase and leave.
As he opened the door, his green eyes reluctantly looked at the girl lying on the bed.
His lowered hand clenched into a tight fist.
Determinedly, he picked up the suitcase and left swiftly.
...
When Xia Xiaonuan woke up, she found herself alone in the bedroom.
Her entire body was covered in purple and red bruises, as if proving sothing.
She stared incredulously at her own body and at everything before her.
Confused and blurred mories, a night of entanglent, the man’s strong build, his brute movents... Her mind felt chaotic.
Yet, throughout it all, she never clearly saw the man’s face!
She quickly dressed and ran downstairs, packed up her things, and resigned, without even collecting her salary.
She didn’t even know who the man she had been with was.
She only rembered soone coming out of the bathroom, then Manager Li was taken away.
And then, she and that man...
Half a month later, she unexpectedly learned the news of Manager Li’s suicide, reportedly sentenced to life imprisonnt for his years of molesting multiple female employees. Manager Li, dissatisfied with the judgnt, committed suicide in the detention center.
This shocked her, but also made her feel a bit relieved.
The bad guy finally faced retribution!
For years, the images of that night kept resurfacing in her mind.
Even though she tried hard not to think about it.
After all, it was her first ti...
...
The luxurious and elaborate president’s office.
Nangong Yaoling sat behind the desk, dressed in a fitted and tidy suit.
On the desk before him was a portrait.
In the portrait, a girl with a serene and gentle face, yet asleep.
Only half her face could be seen, but it was still evident that her features were delicate.
Just then, a knock sounded at the door.
Respectfully, it was his assistant, Qin Liu, a mixed-race man.
Looking at the portrait in his hand, the man said, "President, we have brought the people..."
Nangong Yaoling nodded.
At that mont, two girls were brought in from the doorway.
Both were pretty and attractive.
"Lift up your sleeves and let the Crown Prince see," Qin Liu instructed.
The girls looked at Nangong Yaoling, their eyes brightening, their faces blushing.
Because the man opposite them was incredibly handso.
With a noble deanor and an imposing aura.
They had never seen such a perfect man in their lives.
They were already so nervous they didn’t know what to do.
Yet in response, their hands still trembled as they tried to pull up their sleeves.
But before they moved.
Nangong Yaoling waved his hand.
"No need..."
"President..." Qin Liu’s eyes flashed with unease.
"They are not her!" Nangong Yaoling said coldly, waving his hand.
Upon hearing this, Qin Liu said no more, signaling his people to take the two girls away.
The two girls imdiately showed disappointnt, one of them saying, "I really have a scar on my arm... It’s true..."
But they were still ruthlessly taken away by the bodyguards.
Nangong Yaoling picked up the portrait.
For so reason, he recalled Xia Xiaonuan’s stubborn eyes in the hospital.
A helpless curve ford on his lip corner.
"Young Master, you’ve been searching for this girl for years... yet still..."
"No need to search anymore." Nangong Yaoling said sowhat desolately, opening the drawer, and carefully placing the portrait back inside.
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