"If... you don’t want to talk, it’s okay." Mr. Liang noticed her discomfort and smiled, "I’m leaving now. If you need anything, make sure to reach out to , alright?"
Xia Xiaonuan finally nodded, "Thank you..."
Mr. Liang saw her pale face, raised an eyebrow, and gave her a light-hearted, mischievous smile. Xia Xiaonuan couldn’t help but smile back.
Watching him walk to his car, she waved and then imdiately turned around.
As she turned, tears that she had been holding back burst from her eyes.
Nan Mo...
You already know, don’t you?
It must be. From your eyes, I already got my answer.
But... at this mont, I just don’t know how to face you.
Step by step, she walked back to the hospital, feeling completely drained.
...
Mr. Liang sat in his car.
Watching Xiaonuan’s departing figure, his heart suddenly ached severely.
Why won’t you tell the truth?
Qiqi, what are you hiding from ?
I’ve already laid it all out, don’t you understand? As long as you say the word, I’m willing to give up everything for you.
Mr. Liang’s grip on the steering wheel tightened bit by bit.
Suddenly, he thought of sothing.
He picked up his phone and dialed a number.
...
Tennis court.
Nangong Feihong and Mr. Liang were furiously battling it out, with Mr. Liang losing all three rounds.
Moreover, he was playing particularly aggressively.
Finally, both collapsed on the ground.
"Shaochen, what’s up with you today? You ask out to play, but you’re not in the state!" Nangong Feihong, with a sweatband on his head, wiped the sweat from his forehead while gasping for breath.
Lying on the ground, Mr. Liang’s handso face was also covered in sweat beads.
"Am I?"
"Of course you are!" Nangong Feihong bumped him with a shoulder, "Could it be that you’re thinking about sothing? About Jiang Xue?"
"No," Mr. Liang replied sullenly.
"Let tell you, the Crown Prince has already made handle it. My grandpa ca back this ti, just to straighten him out! How dare he divorce Xiaonuan without my consent! He forced to bring the old man back to deal with him," said Nangong Feihong proudly.
Mr. Liang was completely frozen by his words.
"Hey, what’s wrong? Speak up," Nangong Feihong nudged him again.
After a long while, the man lying on the ground slowly asked, "Did they really get divorced?"
"Yes! But my grandpa said that even if the Crown Prince wants the divorce, it wouldn’t count if he doesn’t agree! They’re even planning a press conference to announce their reconciliation!" said Nangong Feihong.
Mr. Liang’s whole body trembled.
He flipped up suddenly.
"What are you doing? Gone mad?" Nangong Feihong looked at him in astonishnt.
Mr. Liang turned around and walked outside.
"Hey, where are you going?" Nangong Feihong chased after him.
Mr. Liang waved without turning his head, "To the company."
...
Xia Xiaonuan had been busy all day at the hospital and by the ti she left, it was already dark.
In a corner, a car was parked in the shadows.
Mr. Liang sat in the car, his heart-wrenching gaze never leaving her.
As Xia Xiaonuan was about to hail a cab to Qi Yue’s place, her phone rang.
It was Nangong Yaoling.
"What’s up?" she asked irritably.
"Grandpa wants you to co ho for dinner, where are you?" Nangong Yaoling asked coldly.
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