So... he couldn’t wait to make her his.
Because only in this way could he have everything in his control.
Situ Yan sotis couldn’t even figure out himself whether his feelings for her were just an act or genuinely from his heart.
But he’d rather believe it was all due to circumstance.
He, Situ Yan, would never genuinely fall for any woman.
Not even Xia Xiaonuan.
"Situ Yan, you don’t seriously believe a drunkard’s words, do you? I’m Xia Xiaonuan, how could I be Qiqi? We don’t even look alike," Xia Xiaonuan said with a deliberate sneer.
"I really don’t believe you’re Qiqi... but why did you say Jiang Xue is the fake Qiqi that day?"
The matter of Xia Xiaonuan being Qiqi was sothing Situ Yan couldn’t quite grasp. But one thing was clear, Jiang Xue was fake, and Xia Xiaonuan knew about it.
This alone was enough to threaten him.
"I... I was just angry, so I said it casually. And you believed it," Xia Xiaonuan said, her gaze flickering slightly.
"You have secrets," Situ Yan looked at her. "Tell , what’s really going on?"
"I don’t." Xia Xiaonuan decided to persist in her denial.
At this mont, she didn’t understand Situ Yan at all. Letting him know her background might not be good for her.
Situ Yan let go of her and nodded.
"Very well," the man rubbed his fingertips on the steering wheel, looking at her with satisfaction.
"Since you don’t want to talk, I hope you’ll never reveal this matter... because, first, no one will believe you. By then, the one getting hurt would be you; second, even if you do claim you’re Qiqi, Nangong Yaoling will never allow his woman to be with his good friend. By then, it could end in mutual destruction...
If one day, you’re really unable to keep it in, make sure you think it through carefully. Understand?"
Listening to Situ Yan’s words, Xia Xiaonuan’s heart trembled fiercely.
She had already thought about all of this; in this world, despite how strange people may be, if she declared that she wasn’t who she appeared to be, she’d likely just be sent to a ntal hospital, wouldn’t she?
And as for Nangong Yaoling, if she divorced him and he had new feelings, he shouldn’t continue to pester her, right?
Xia Xiaonuan didn’t understand why Situ Yan was telling her all this, but what he said did make so sense.
"But rest assured, there’s one thing I won’t do—I will never harm you. If you have anything on your mind, you can always talk to . I’ll absolutely keep your secrets," Situ Yan continued.
Xia Xiaonuan hung her head, completely at a loss from what Situ Yan said.
Seeing that he didn’t say more, she slowly lifted her head and said, "I need to go."
Situ Yan saw her pale face, his sharp gaze flickered slightly, but he said nothing more and started the car.
"I’ll take you back."
...
In the dead of night, Xia Xiaonuan returned ho. Nangong Yaoling’s blanket had fallen to the floor. She picked it up and covered him again.
Then she went to sleep in the guest room alone.
Lying in bed, she felt restless.
An inexplicable unease filled her heart, and she suddenly regretted it.
Perhaps she really shouldn’t have hidden it from Nangong Yaoling and gone to deliver the antidote to Situ Yan.
The ruthlessness in Situ Yan’s eyes always made her uneasy. Though it wasn’t directed at her, she really didn’t want Situ Yan to harm the Nangong family.
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