Faced with Ning Xi's pleading, pity and sympathy were absolutely impossible to exist in Nangong Zhan's heart.
But in other words, what should I do if this matter is exposed? My mother has always regarded her as her own daughter. If she learns that the daughter-in-law she has tried every means to marry is a slut, she will definitely not be able to bear the blow.
What's more, the Nangong family has a status that no one can underestimate in society. If outsiders know that the wife Nangong Zhan married not long ago is actually a dirty thing who has been played by others, then how can he still be here in the future?
Stand in front of others.
This matter... the more Nangong Zhan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt in his heart.
He had always thought that this woman was a womanly woman, gentle and virtuous, restrained yet committed and generous. But now, before they had sex, she got pregnant with a bastard.
Even thinking about it, he felt that he couldn't accept this fact. It felt like a huge stone was stuck in his chest, and the pain was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.
Looking at her kneeling on the ground, he wanted to strangle her to death.
This damn woman.
"Azhan..."
After seeing the man remain silent for a long time, Ning Xi spoke again, pulling his finger and shaking it, "Please, as long as you don't tell anyone, I will promise you anything. Don't you love Duan Meilin very much? You
Haven't you always wanted to marry her back? I've tried to convince the madam and I'll let you get your wish. I just ask you not to let the madam know about this. She has a heart disease and she can't bear such a blow. A-Zhan..."
The man's eyes darkened, and his throat became sore and astringent.
He had to be fucking crazy to feel this way in his heart, and he had to be crazy to not think of slapping her to death.
Really angry, he knelt down and pinched her neck with his palm, while looking at him.
"Du Ningxi, tell me, who is it?" He gritted his teeth and really wanted to strangle her to death right now.
With tears in her eyes, she stared at his angry eyes and shook her head, "I don't know, I really don't know..."
He tried his best to hold back the anger in his body, and dug his fingers deeply into her fair skin, pinching her until her neck was raised and her face was as pale as paper.
"Are you going to say it or not?" Veins were bulging on his forehead and his eyes were cracked.
She still looked at him with those innocent eyes, unable to speak because he pinched her neck so hard, but she still shook her head in denial.
His tone suddenly softened, and the fire in his eyes turned from the flames of anger to red pain. Even he himself was not aware of this change.
He choked and asked: "Don't you love me very much? My mother made you my wife as you wished, but why are you still stealing men behind my back?"
"Du Ningxi, if I don't touch you, are you so intolerable to loneliness? Huh?"
He couldn't control his angry emotions anymore. He pinched her hard and lay beside the bed and asked fiercely, "Tell me, when did it happen? Tell me."
Although he was really angry, he didn't even dare to speak loudly. He was afraid that someone was listening outside the room, and he was afraid that his mother would know the truth of the matter.
He is a filial son. The only person closest to him in the world is his mother. It is impossible for him to make his mother critically ill because of this woman. He cannot let his mother know. Then, he can only kill her cruelly in secret.
Only then was he able to relieve the hatred in his heart.
Seeing that her face was pressed against the bed and she was speechless, Nangong Zhan suddenly let go and started to hold her shoulders again and stared at her, "Du Ningxi, tell me, when did it happen, or from the beginning?"
She shook her head with tears in her eyes, but couldn't say a word.
