Chapter 15: Anyone can do it, but it can't be Yan Sichen.

 Chapter 15: Anyone can do it, but it can't be Yan Sichen.

The sexy thin lips in the eyes of thousands of women opened and closed in front of her.

The most ordinary words became sharp blades in his hands, torturing her fragile heart.

Ning Qing's hand trembled with force, her nails flying and stinging.

She stubbornly maintained her composure and said, "We are husband and wife, but we only have a superficial relationship. If you force me, it's a crime!"

"..."

Nian Lian looked at her disdainfully for a long time without speaking, seeming to disdain arguing with her on this issue.

Just as Ning Qing was about to say something, a thought-provoking smile appeared on the corner of Nian Lian's lips.

"The dress is nice."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, the smile not reaching the depths of his eyes.

"Who gave it to you?"

"I bought it myself," Ning Qing slowed her breathing.

As her words fell, her breath became erratic.

With his gaze heavy and gloomy, he pressed down on her, making her unable to breathe.

Sweat flowed down her back, and Ning Qing's mind was in complete disarray, thinking that he knew everything.

Suddenly, Nian Lian said, "I just met him and you're already so eager to defend him..."

"I'm not like what you think with Brother Sichen!" Ning Qing blurted out, realizing she had fallen into his trap.

"Brother Sichen," Nian Lian chewed on the words, "you call him so intimately."

The blood drained from Ning Qing's face, and she no longer remained calm.

But Nian Lian was not satisfied, he leaned in, his thin lips close to her ear, slow and torturous.

"No wonder you're so eager to divorce me, it turns out you already have a new man lined up."

Fear rose from the soles of her feet, rushing up to her forehead, wrapped in an unknown sense of grievance and anger.

Ning Qing raised her hand and slapped him.

"Nian Lian, don't use your dirty thoughts to insult me. Not everyone is as disgusting as you!"

The man suddenly grabbed her chin, and Ning Qing winced in pain. His red face was close to hers, his eyes full of violence and mockery.

"You, a married woman, spent a night with him, just the two of you. Tell me, is it my thoughts that are dirty, or is your relationship indecent?"

Ning Qing retorted without admitting defeat: "No matter what my relationship with him is, it's a million times better than you treating me as a substitute!"

"Ning Qing!"

Nian Lian's loud shout made Ning Qing reflexively turn her face and close her eyes.

She thought he was going to hit her, but she waited for a long time and he didn't do anything.

"... "

The heavy breathing sounded in the living room, enough to show how furious he was.

Nian Lian looked at Ning Qing's defensive movement, his eyes stinging, but his mouth merciless.

"As the young lady of the Nian family, do what you should do."

He pushed her away, his handsome face showing a sickly white, his words devoid of any warmth.

"Divorce, don't even think about it."

Ning Qing's eyes turned red, staring at his departing back and asking, "Why?"

Nian Lian stopped in his tracks and turned his head.

With his clear jawline, perfect profile, and unmatched wealth, Ning Qing couldn't understand why he wouldn't let her go, when he could have any woman he wanted.

Could it be because... he loved Ning Su too much?

Ning Qing's heart ached, unable to control her emotions and loudly questioning, "Why do you have to treat me like this?"

In her blurred vision, she seemed to see the man's jaw tighten, then suddenly relax.

"If you want a divorce, it's possible," came Nian Lian's emotionless voice.

Ning Qing's eyes, filled with tears, brightened as if she saw a glimmer of hope.

"But if you're going to find Yan Sichen, it's never going to happen."

Nian Lian's voice was cold and hard, devoid of any emotion.

"... "

In a daze, Ning Qing realized the man had disappeared.

She let go, her palm damp.

Her body, relieved of tension, collapsed to the ground.

(End of this chapter)