"Nangong Yaoling, who you prove to others... has nothing to do with !"
"But, what if I insist on proving it to you?" The man pinched her chin, looking at her resisting and angry eyes, only finding them extrely adorable.
Today, Qin Yi ca to the company, looking extrely disheveled.
He initially thought sothing had happened.
As it turned out, Qin Yi told him everything that had happened at ho today.
Nangong Yaoling was equally shocked and surprised.
He slamd the table hard: "Qin Yi, you’ve got guts, haven’t you? Even dared to touch my sister?!"
Already in a very bad mood today, Qin Yi added fuel to the fire!
Qin Yi fell to his knees with a thud, suddenly pulling out a gun and pointing it at his own temple: "Young Master, it’s my fault! I’m willing to be punished, just give the word, and Qin Yi will handle it myself without needing you to lift a finger!"
Nangong Yaoling was both furious and helpless, looking at the gun in Qin Yi’s hand, gritting his teeth: "Put the gun down first!"
Qin Yi hastily said: "Young Master... are you willing to forgive ?"
Nangong Yaoling’s chin tightened arrogantly, squinting at him: "Qin Yi... by doing this, how do you want to explain to Zhong Li?"
His subordinate had ssed with his own sister, how could Nangong Yaoling’s reputation take this blow? Even if Qin Yi was his most trusted assistant, this was just too absurd!
Qin Yi, knowing he had committed a grave mistake, steeled his heart and said: "Young Master, before I die, I have one more thing to tell you..."
Nangong Yaoling’s handso face turned pitch black, gritting his teeth: "What else have you done that I don’t know about?"
"This matter, you might be happy to hear it, maybe not; maybe you’ll kill , or maybe... you’ll let go because of it... but I’m willing to bet..."
Nangong Yaoling was completely puzzled by him, frowning: "What kind of nonsense! Spill it quick!" He was driven to the point of swearing.
"The divorce agreent... is fake."
Nangong Yaoling jumped up from his chair.
"What did you say?"
"I said, you and the Young Mistress, are still married, that agreent, is actually fake..."
Nangong was dumbfounded there.
Looking at Qin Yi incredulously: "Say it again!"
"You and the Young Mistress haven’t divorced... the agreent is fake, even if it’s signed, it’s useless..."
In that instant, Nangong Yaoling felt a surge of warmth through his body.
In that mont, it seed as if the stone pressing on his heart had fallen to the ground.
He didn’t know why this was, but the joy that erged from the bottom of his heart, he couldn’t deceive himself.
He closed his eyes slightly.
Admit it, Nangong Yaoling, you simply don’t want a divorce.
Inside, Nangong Yaoling was overjoyed, but his face remained cold, staring at Qin Yi in feigned anger: "Qin Yi, have you had enough of living!"
Qin Yi trembled in fear, the gun in his hand fell to the ground.
It’s over, did he guess wrong? Did the Young Master actually want the divorce?
He was dood if he lost this gamble.
Qin Yi thought in despair.
But in the next second, Nangong Yaoling walked up to him, biting his teeth: "The agreent is fake, why the hell didn’t you say so earlier!"
It made him depressed from yesterday afternoon till today, a whole day and night!
Qin Yi was first stunned, seeing the hidden smile in the Young Master’s deep eyes, he instantly turned from sorrow to joy.
Almost cried with joy.
"Young Master... it was... it was the Young Mistress who forbade to say it, I promised her I wouldn’t tell you. You must keep this secret for ... otherwise if the Young Mistress finds out, she’ll definitely scold to death!"
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