"Xia Xiaonuan, since you like men outside so much, since you believe in anyone, you don't want to believe me! So good...... I'll set you free, and tomorrow, I'll let a lawyer talk to you about divorce!" From now on, I don't care who you love to be with, Nangong Yaoling! ”

After Nangong Yaoling finished speaking, he kicked over the antique vase on the side, and with a "snap", the 50 million vase instantly turned into pieces.

Xia Xiaonuan screamed in fright.

He had already turned angrily and strode towards the door.

******

Until Nangong Yaoling left for a long time, Xia Xiaonuan did not come to his senses.

What does Nangong Yao Ling mean?

Is he going to divorce her? Is he finally willing to set her free?

Xia Xiaonuan didn't know how she felt for a while. She should be happy, but why can't she laugh?

Thinking of Nangong Yaoling's pained gaze, he said that he was disappointed, and she did seem to see a trace of disappointment in his eyes.

She sat down on the couch, then curled her lips and finally smiled, but only a wry smile.

This is just right, and he can only let go completely if he is completely disappointed in her. No longer pesters her, and she finally doesn't have to face a loveless marriage that doesn't belong to her in the first place!

Xia Xiaonuan felt very tired, she stood up with her body propped up, at this time, Yun Niang came out of nowhere, she stepped forward to support her: "Young grandma, are you okay?" ”

Xia Xiaonuan shook her head and looked at Yun Niang: "Don't call me young grandma again, in the future, you should still call me by my name." After she finished speaking, she didn't wait for Yun Niang's reaction, and walked straight upstairs.

Lying on this wide bed, Xia Xiaonuan had a beautiful but terrifying dream.

She dreamed that she stepped into the marriage hall wearing a white veil, and the man who married him had a simple and gentle face, which was the Nan Mo she thought about day and night. She happily put her hand on his.

He smiled at her gently, grabbed her hand with his wide and warm palm and asked, "Qiqi, are you willing to marry me?" ”

She was excited and excited, nodded, and spoke slowly, and then, I will, before these three words could be spoken, there was a sudden commotion at the door, Xia Xiaonuan turned her head, and saw Nangong Yaoling walking in in a black suit. There was a gloomy and terrifying aura on his face, and he suddenly raised his pistol and pointed it at Nan Mo.

She screamed and blocked in front of Nan Mo, and then she felt a heat in her chest. The bullet hit her in the chest, and blood stained the white veil.

She fell into Nan Mo's arms. Nan Mo shouted her name, but she couldn't hear it.

At this moment, a bullet hit Nan Mo in the head, and she watched Nan Mo fall in front of her and die.

Nangong Yaoling walked up to her and hugged her tightly in his arms.

She could even smell the familiar aroma of him.

He said in her ear, Xia Xiaonuan, even if you die, you can only die in my arms......

After saying that, he laughed cruelly, laughing with pain, hatred, despair and terror.

She wanted to break free from him, but she couldn't exert her strength in pain, her eyes could only look at the direction where Nan Mo fell, but she couldn't see Nan Mo there anyway.

She screamed, then jerked her eyes open.

His forehead was covered with dense sweat, Xia Xiaonuan opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling, and then closed her eyes, and the scene in the dream appeared in front of her again. She had to sit up and struggle to sober herself.