Nangong Jinlie left, and Xia Xiaonuan still stood foolishly at the door.
Nangong Yaoling stretched out his hand, lazily patting the side of the bed, and laughed, "Grandpa wants us to have a good talk, why are you still standing there?"
Xia Xiaonuan: "..."
She glanced at him disdainfully, "There’s nothing to talk about between us!" Saying this, she unwillingly tugged at the door, which was locked tightly and wouldn’t budge.
Nangong Yaoling propped his hands on the bed behind him, smiling wickedly, "Don’t bother, unless we co to a conclusion tonight, you won’t be getting out!"
"Conclusion?" Xia Xiaonuan angrily rushed to Nangong Yaoling, "Didn’t we already co to a conclusion? Why didn’t you tell Grandpa that we are divorced?!"
Nangong Yaoling raised his eyebrows, his handso face wearing an annoying expression, "You were there when Grandpa ntioned it, why didn’t you tell him we are divorced?"
"..."
"That’s because... because..."
"Because of what?" Nangong Yaoling’s exceptionally handso face tilted slightly under the light, wearing a shirt with rolled-up sleeves and two undone buttons at the collar, revealing a hint of enticing strength at his bare chest. He looked as lazy as an elegant tiger teasing a little white rabbit brought to its mouth.
Xia Xiaonuan was speechless, wasn’t it because Qin Yi stopped her from saying it at the ti? He even warned her that Grandpa had heart disease and she should be careful with her words.
But... that was just a tacit hint, she couldn’t take it as evidence.
Furious, she sat on the soft edge of the bed,
glared at Nangong Yaoling, and said angrily, "You guys are all in on this together!"
Nangong Yaoling’s grandpa may look strict, but after all, they were family. She couldn’t explain why, but from the mont she stepped in, she always felt like she had jumped into a tiger’s den.
Nangong Yaoling suddenly got up, leaned his face close to her ear from behind, and said in a low, husky voice, "Who do you say is in on this together?"
His warm breath fell on her earlobe, making her shiver and jump up as if frightened, escaping from his body, "Nangong Yaoling, I warn you, you’d better explain things to Grandpa soon... or else..."
"Or else what?" He raised his eyebrows, asking with interest.
Xia Xiaonuan blinked her clear eyes, thought for a mont, and said, "I’ll tell him the truth!"
Nangong Yaoling nonchalantly shrugged, "Perfect, I wasn’t sure how to tell him. I was afraid he couldn’t take it and would end up in the hospital again, and I’d have to worry. You doing this would be doing a huge favor."
Xia Xiaonuan: "..."
Is this sothing a grandson should say?
He must be hoping she’d beco the scapegoat!
Xia Xiaonuan walked over to sit on the sofa angrily.
Nangong Yaoling suddenly got up, striding towards her.
She imdiately beca wary, "What are you doing?"
Nangong Yaoling moved closer, sat on the armrest of the Italian leather sofa, and looked down at her, "Grandpa wants us to have a good talk, why do you act like I’m going to eat you? Xia Xiaonuan... is there sothing on your mind... sothing you shouldn’t be thinking?"
As he spoke, he deliberately lowered his head to gaze into her eyes.
She originally wanted to dodge, but after his words, her face heated up, and she felt too embarrassed to look away.
His body was very close to her, almost pressing against hers. She could vaguely feel his breath above her, the familiar male scent enveloping her. She pretended to be calm, raising her head and looking at him coldly, "Alright, what do you really want to say? Go ahead!"
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