Her words echoed in his ears like a hammer, a blow to the softest corner of his heart.

She believed him.

The bitterness of the coffee spread in his throat, and he raised his eyes to reveal a faint smile.

"Don't worry, if it was really her who did it, he would definitely be punished as he deserved." He heard himself.

Xiao Nuan thought of Qi Yue, and a touch of loss flashed in her eyes.

"Qi Yue is my best friend, I didn't expect her to be the same as me...... It's all because of me, if it weren't for me, she wouldn't have lost her child......" Her heart was full of self-blame, but she was helpless.

"I must avenge her and find the murderer, I will never let him go!" Finally, she gritted her teeth in hatred.

Liang Shaochen rarely saw Xiao Nuan like this.

If you hate a person like this, it seems that you want that person to die immediately.

He suddenly felt a chill in his hands and feet.

Suddenly, he began to regret a decision he had made at a certain time.

It's a pity that it's too late.

Because...... She believed him.

These few words are enough to kill a qiē.

Yes, a qiē.

Those who had dreamed in the dark, in the night when he could not see his fingers, in the middle of the night, he had greedily, thirstily, over and over again, some person's fantasies and longings for certain things.

And now, he watched her overthrow them one by one.

Half a minute later, Liang Shaochen was able to speak.

"Drink something, don't think about it yet. You're thin again. He said, staring at her spiky chin.

Xiao Nuan tried to smile at him and nodded.

He looked at her, his head down and sipping his coffee.

Her long eyelashes drooped, her pretty face flushed a little from the excitement she had just had, and her pretty, bright eyes drooped.

Behind her was a long chair, and on the wall shelf behind the chair hung an orchid.

She looked very elegant with a coffee cup, she was wearing a light blue jacket with a black lace belt on the front of her white shirt, and when she drank coffee, she couldn't help but close her eyes in enjoyment, because of the sweetness, the corners of her lips couldn't help but curl.

Her whole person looked in his direction, like a melancholy and pure Italian oil painting.

So beautiful, so intoxicating, so heartwarming.

Liang Shaochen wanted to ask her, do you know the meaning of cappuccino?

Cappuccino, sweet and bitter, yet consistent.

It indicates that waiting is sweet and bitter, with a faithful heart, and will not change your mind.

However, he would not ask.

He didn't want to break the silence of this moment, and even just looking at her like this, he felt extravagant.

Nangong Yaoling sat in the carriage.

Liang Shaochen sat there, staring at Xia Xiaonuan.

As long as he watched, Nangong Yaoling glared at him for as long as he wanted.

Damn it!

What is he looking at? The wife who stared at her kept watching!

Liang Shaochen, one day I will gouge out your eyes!

The atmosphere is Xiao Nuan but she has not cared, she seems to be caught in her own thoughts, her contemplative side eyes are reflected by the light outside the window, but it is that kind of light, but it adds a touch of hazy beauty.

Nangong Yaoling felt her heart tremble.

Just when he couldn't help but rush out of the car and go in to take her woman in his arms, he saw Xiao Nuan stand up.

Xiao Nuan finally felt the blazing gaze on her face

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