Many people stopped to watch the scene in front of them.
At this mont, the driver stuck his head out and said, "Young Madam, please get in the car..."
Xia Xiaonuan sighed helplessly and opened the car door.
She climbed into the passenger seat.
Even if she got in the car, she didn’t want to sit with Nangong Yaoling.
Driver Old Zhang glanced at Nangong Yaoling and didn’t start the car.
"Young Madam, could you please... sit in the back..."
Xia Xiaonuan: "..."
Is this never-ending?
"Can’t I just sit here?"
Driver: "Young Madam... please don’t make this difficult for ..."
Nangong Yaoling sat in the back, his face dark, remaining silent all the ti, but exuding an absolute aura of superiority and authority.
Like an emperor of the dark night.
Xia Xiaonuan sighed helplessly, opened the car door, got out, and slamd the door shut.
She opened the back door and climbed in.
"If there’s sothing you need to say, say it quickly." Xia Xiaonuan glanced at the man beside her and ordered coldly.
"Old Zhang, drive." said Nangong Yaoling.
"Yes, Young Master...!"
The car stopped in front of the villa.
"Let go of !" Xia Xiaonuan was dragged out of the car by Nangong Yaoling. She couldn’t stand steadily and almost fell.
"Co with !" Nangong Yaoling pulled her up and charged into the house.
Xia Xiaonuan was thrown heavily onto the carpet.
The plush Italian carpet didn’t hurt much, but it still made her see stars.
She climbed up from the floor and glared at Nangong Yaoling: "What are you doing?!"
Nangong Yaoling stepped toward her, suddenly threw a dicine bottle in front of Xia Xiaonuan.
Xia Xiaonuan looked at the familiar dicine bottle and was slightly shocked.
This... isn’t this the antidote from the secret room? Could it be... Nangong Yaoling discovered it?
"Xia Xiaonuan, you must give an explanation today." Nangong Yaoling squatted down in front of her, looking down at her, holding her chin with one large hand, his entire body emanating a chill, he said through gritted teeth.
His expression was very unpleasant, his perfectly handso face had turned into the enraged face of a demon, his gaze terrifying and sinister, as if he would devour her alive the next second!
Xia Xiaonuan swallowed, trying not to be intimidated by the oppressive aura emanating from him. She blinked her lively large eyes and murmured softly: "I... I don’t know what you’re talking about..."
"Don’t know?" Nangong Yaoling’s lips curled into a bloodthirsty smile: "Xia Xiaonuan, you really don’t cry until you see the coffin, do you..."
As he spoke, he snapped his fingers toward the outside.
Xia Xiaonuan stood there dumbstruck.
Imdiately afterward, she saw two bodyguards dragging Wu Da in.
Wu Da was covered in blood, unable to stand steadily. As soon as he was released, he collapsed to the ground.
"Young... Young Master..." he gasped for breath, respectfully addressing, blood still dripping from his mouth.
"Wu Da, on the 18th of last month, when you supervised the secret room, who else had been to the secret room besides the antidote being swapped?"
"Only... only..." Wu Da glanced at Xia Xiaonuan, eyes filled with unease, but had to truthfully say: "Young Madam..."
"Do you think the punishnt I gave you was justified?"
"Young Master was right to do so... it was... it was Wu Da’s poor supervision..." Wu Da coughed, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Xia Xiaonuan covered her mouth with her hand, shocked at the scene in front.
"What did you do to him? It was all my fault, this has nothing to do with him!" Xia Xiaonuan glared at Nangong Yaoling, shouting.
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