Chapter 36: I Don't Like You Mentioning Divorce, Do You Understand?

 Chapter 36: I Don't Like You Mentioning Divorce, Do You Understand?

Ning Qing was held tightly by Nian Lian's hand as he dragged her back to Yu Jing No.1.

As soon as they entered the living room, he pulled her and threw her onto the sofa.

"Ning Qing, are you ignoring what I said?" he warned her, reminding her not to have any contact with Yan Sichen.

Not only did she not listen, she even had a meal with him!

Ning Qing's head spun for a moment, and she retorted angrily, "Why should I listen to you?"

Nian Lian stepped forward, lifted one leg, and knelt beside her, holding her struggling hand.

His presence was overwhelmingly oppressive.

"I am your husband," he said.

Ning Qing sneered, "What kind of husband? A husband who flirts with other women and has rumors spread about him?"

"...," Nian Lian was speechless.

"I don't need you!" Ning Qing declared.

Nian Lian had always thought of himself as a rational and almost cold-blooded person. Even if someone angered him, he believed he could quickly calm down and resolve the problem calmly, just like he used to. He even thought so on his way home.

However, at this moment, when Ning Qing said she didn't need him as her husband, his calm heart was shattered once again.

The cold words that came out of her mouth were like the chill of deep winter.

"Say it again," he demanded.

Ning Qing looked at him with a grieving expression and repeated word for word, "I don't want to be with you, I want a divorce!"

His large hand suddenly attacked her neck.

Ning Qing widened her eyes in disbelief.

In the backlight, the man in front of her was still the same person, but he was so cold that it made her heart palpitate.

Nian Lian's expression was ruthless, devoid of any emotion, but his hand kept tightening.

Ning Qing frowned and used her free hand to grab his wrist, "Let go of me... Nian Lian, ah..."

The man's pitch-black eyes had no light in them, like a statue.

"I don't like you mentioning the word 'divorce', do you understand?" he warned her.

"...," Ning Qing fell silent.

The feeling of suffocation was slowly accumulating in her chest, becoming more and more apparent.

Ning Qing's face turned red, and she had almost no strength in her hands to resist him.

At this moment, she was like a tiny ant, and he could easily crush her with just a little force in his hand.

Fear and panic had finally crawled into her heart.

A tear slowly overflowed from the corner of Ning Qing's eye.

Her hand hung down.

Just when she thought she was going to die in his hands, Nian Lian suddenly let go of her.

"Cough cough..."

As oxygen entered her lungs, Ning Qing felt like she was reborn. She started coughing violently, and tears streamed down her face.

Hearing the sound of her intense coughing, Nian Lian regained consciousness. His trembling hand slowly fell to his side.

"From now on, don't see Yan Sichen again."

Ning Qing nodded while crying.

She was scared, really scared.

He was a lunatic!

At one point just now, she really thought he was going to strangle her...

Nian Lian's hand clenched into a fist. "If anyone from the old mansion comes again, don't go there."

Ning Qing covered her neck and couldn't make a sound. She could only nod again.

"... "

Nian Lian reached out towards her neck.

Ning Qing retreated in terror, tears hanging in the corners of her eyes, and she was in a mess, but still avoiding his touch.

His gaze darkened, and he couldn't force out a word from his throat.

His hand in mid-air retracted.

He turned around, took a step, and left.

Ning Qing watched his departing figure, and the sound of her heavy breathing slowly subsided.

For a long time, she stopped trembling and went to pour herself a glass of water from the table.

As she reached out her hand, she noticed red spots on it.

Where did the blood come from?

(End of this chapter)