Looking at Jiang Xiyan disappearing, Nangong Ling's world became empty. The woman he loved most for a long time never expected to use feelings to deceive him. If it was a material deception, he could forgive it, but the only thing he couldn't forgive was
It's mental deception.
There is no point of intersection, and the world of the two returns to its former peace.
Nangong Hao took Jiang Xiyan to stay at the hotel where he was staying, but he couldn't resist Jiang Xiyan's insistence and had to send her back to a suburban community.
Jiang Xiyan was in a daze, and the time of the day had changed too much for her to accept. She walked into the community without letting Nangong Hao follow her, and sat alone in the corner crying silently.
The sky outside no longer has any color, and the night severely attacks Jiang Xiyan's heart. She used to be so afraid of thunder, but now Jiang Xiyan is afraid of darkness. The air without Nangong Ling is like
All the oxygen was taken away, making it difficult for her to breathe.
Nangong Yue was also picked up by Nangong Ling, and Jiang Xiyan's world truly collapsed.
Then Nangong Ling was no better, and asked Du Zhibin to take Nangong Yue back to his new house, while he lingered alone in the night city.
He drank the wine in the glass alone, trying to use the alcohol to numb the pain in his heart, but he realized that he was wrong. In the end, it hurt even more.
In the confusion, a woman's figure appeared in front of Nangong Ling, their skins touching each other tightly, and the hot breath almost burned Nangong Ling to ashes.
"Brother Ling, let's go home, you're drunk." Nie Tong followed Nangong Ling's car. Seeing that Nangong Ling was in such pain because of Jiang Xiyan, she hated him even more. How persistent Nangong Ling was.
But who would have thought that such a high-ranking monarch would live and die for a woman?
"Xie'er... Xi'er... how could you lie to me... you just said you loved me yesterday..." Nangong Ling complained, but his hands hugged Nie Tong tightly.
Nie Tong signaled to the two men in black behind him, and then the three of them lifted Nangong Ling into the back seat of the car outside.
Nie Tong drove out of the bar and drove to the villa in the city center with Nangong Ling.
After much effort, Nie Tong brought Nangong Ling to the second floor with the help of a servant.
Originally, Nie Tong wanted to take Nangong Ling to his bedroom, but Nangong Ling actually stayed at the door of Jiang Xiyan's bedroom like a demon, and pushed the servant away and entered the bedroom by himself.
"You guys go down first, I will take care of him and just cook some porridge tomorrow morning." Nie Tong ordered the servant.
The servant nodded in response and looked at Nangong Ling lying on the floor in the bedroom. They had no choice but to go downstairs and go back to their residence.
After closing the bedroom door, Nie Tong stepped forward and helped Nangong Ling, who was lying on the floor, into his arms and took off his coat with great effort.
Nangong Ling was really drunk.
Holding Nangong Ling's body, they both fell on the bed.
Although it was late summer, the night air was still cold, especially in the suburbs, and Jiang Xiyan felt the chill was even more oppressive.
All the lights in the room were on, but Jiang Xiyan's face was not angry at all.
The cell phone text message on the table rang. Jiang Xiyan got up desperately and opened the text message with her cold hands.
The naked figures of Nangong Ling and Nie Tong appeared in Jiang Xiyan's eyes, and they were still on the bed where they had been in love.
Immediately after the bell started ringing again, Nangong Ling lay on Nie Tong's body with his eyes closed, but it could be seen that he was enjoying it so much, with their lips touching each other and his face full of happiness.
Jiang Xiyan's hand holding the phone turned white.
Pain, pain, pain.
She could never shed another tear. These 48 hours were enough for her to endure the torture of life and death.
Unable to bear the torture any longer, Jiang Xiyan closed her eyes and fainted in the corner of the room...
When he woke up in the morning, Nangong Ling rubbed his forehead. The swelling and pain after being drunk made him a little uncomfortable. He wanted to move his body, and then he found Nie Tong sleeping on the same bed as him.
Suddenly waking up from all the drunkenness, Nangong Ling's naked body and Nie Tong's naked body were exposed in front of his eyes like this.
"Brother Ling, are you awake?" Nie Tong didn't notice anything was wrong. He rubbed his red and swollen eyes and looked at Nangong Ling.
"Why are you on my bed?" Nangong Ling stood up and quickly put on clothes.
"You were drunk last night. I found you in the bar. When you came back, you dragged me away and called Jiang Xiyan's name." Nie Tong whispered aggrievedly, seeming to accuse Nangong Ling.
Injustice to oneself.
Nangong Ling's memory of last night was still in the bar, and he knew nothing else. Seeing Nie Tong's appearance, his heart almost dropped.
But invisibly, he felt that things were not as simple as Nie Tong said. He was not such a person to have sex after drinking. Except for Jiang Xiyan, other women would not let him mention sexual incest at all.
"Brother Ling, where are you going? I am already yours now..." Looking at Nangong Ling who was about to walk out of the bedroom, Nie Tong stood up anxiously, and the silk quilt on her body slipped down, revealing the beauty in front of her face.
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Nangong Ling said nothing, turned around, opened the bedroom door and walked out.
The servant waiting downstairs saw Nangong Ling coming downstairs and stepped forward to speak, but was stopped by Nangong Ling's words: "After Miss Nie got up, throw away everything in the bedroom."
After explaining all this, Nangong Ling slammed the door and walked out, and the sound of the car starting gradually faded away.
Everything in the bedroom belonged to Jiang Xiyan. Thinking of what happened between himself and Nie Tong on the bed where Jiang Xiyan had been entangled, Nangong Ling cursed himself unconsciously.
Jiang Xiyan woke up slowly in the afternoon of the next day. There was no one in the room, and Nangong Ling, who had the closest relationship with her, would not come to care about her anymore. Now, her life and death has nothing to do with others, even if her life is
If you stop inside this house, no one will find it again.
The pictures on the phone were sent by Nie Tong yesterday. Holding the phone in her hand, she originally wanted to delete these pictures, but thinking that she and Nangong Ling would no longer have anything to do with each other in the future, she was too lazy to sort out these pictures.
I removed the sim card from my phone, stood up and threw the phone into a hidden cabinet.
There is too much information related to Nangong Ling on her phone. Only by turning him off forever can she get over this pain.
The doorbell rang, and Jiang Xiyan didn't open the door. She didn't want to see anyone now.
"Yanyan, open the door. I know you are inside. Even if Nangong Ling dumps you, there are still many people around you who love you." Nangong Hao came here in the morning and left because he did not open the door. Now
He left and came back just because he wanted to be closer to Jiang Xiyan at this time.