Nangong Minglu turned back angrily, "Han Xiyan, you have gone too far!"
Han Xiyan sneered, "My dear sister, she is the culprit who framed you and kidnapped you. My brother is doing this to avenge you!"
Nangong Minglu looked at Han Xiyan who was smiling coldly in front of her in disbelief.
Is this Han Xiyan?
The lonely, arrogant, noble and indifferent Han Xiyan?
Why did he become so evil overnight?
"Han Xiyan, when did you become so despicable?" Nangong Minglu looked at him with disdain!
"Despicable? Is it more despicable than Chu Mengrou slandering my deceased mother in order to use my hand to get rid of you?" Han Xiyan became angrier as he spoke, and blazing anger gradually appeared in his condensed eyes.
Han Xiyan stared at Nangong Minglu, the anger in his eyes eager to burn her, "Nangong Minglu! This is all your fault! All of this is caused by you! If you hadn't been attracting bees and butterflies everywhere, Yi Xuan would have been attracted.
If I hang around you in the morning, Chu Mengrou will not hate you, and my mother will not be implicated because of your debauchery!"
"That's enough!" Nangong Minglu slapped the table hard. If she hadn't sworn in front of Lan Yufei not to hit Han Xiyan again, she would have given this slap to him.
Even though she knew she couldn't beat him.
Even if she knew she would be hurt.
This time, Han Xiyan really went too far!
"Han Xiyan! I hate you! I will hate you forever! You will regret it! I will make you regret it!" Nangong Minglu looked directly into Han Xiyan's eyes, coldly dropped these words and ran downstairs.
By the time Nangong Minglu rushed downstairs, Yi Xuanchen had already dispersed the crowd of onlookers.
Han Xiyan's men did not argue with Yi Xuanchen, as if they were doing this just to let Yi Xuanchen face Chu Mengrou alone.
They succeeded.
In the empty field, there were only Yi Xuanchen, who was as cold as the moon, and Chu Mengrou, who was bowing her head and sobbing.
