After Ning Xi packed up her things, she dragged her suitcase downstairs and saw the man still sitting in the living room. She didn't call him and dragged her suitcase straight out of the mansion.
Her steps were very heavy, and every step she took seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
But no matter how reluctant she was to leave, she still compromised for the sake of the baby in her belly.
Nangong Zhan was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and working on his tablet computer. Suddenly he realized something. He looked up and saw Ning Xi dragging her suitcase towards the door.
He narrowed his eyes, and unknown emotions appeared on his brows. After quietly looking at the back for a few seconds, just as Ning Xi reached out to pull the door, his cold voice rang out.
"Du Ningxi, what are you doing?"
Hearing the man's voice behind her, Ning Xi paused in her steps, holding the handbag of her suitcase, and suddenly began to sweat nervously.
Feeling suspicious, Nangong Zhan stood up and walked over. His tall figure circled around Ning Xi twice, frowning and asking, "What's in the box?"
Ning Xi stood stiffly, expressionless, "My clothes."
"Clothes? There is such a big box to put clothes in. Where are you going?"
Ran
Hearing this, Ning Xi was surprised and turned to stare at Nangong Zhan, her watery eyes filled with sadness and confusion.
"I'm divorced, shouldn't I leave?"
Hearing this, Nangong Zhan realized something. He sneered and walked forward, then lay down on the sofa cynically.
"Who asked you to leave? After you left, did you leave these things on the table for me to clean up?"
Seeing that Ning Xi was still standing there, the man was obviously a little impatient. He threw the thing in his hand and knocked it on his knees with his fingers intertwined. His voice was still cold and cold.
"Du Ningxi, what are you still standing there for? Why don't you come over and take care of it?"
After a while, Ning Xi felt a surge of sourness in her heart, which she didn't know whether it was gratitude or something else, and she was so excited that she almost shed tears.
She choked, dragged her suitcase and turned around, looking at the man with eyes as clear as stars. Looking at him, she bit her lip, put down her suitcase, and walked over to clear the tableware on the coffee table.
Nangong Zhan was leaning on the sofa, apparently working on the computer, but in fact his eyes couldn't help but fall on Ning Xi. Looking at her from his position, she was bent over facing him, and her fair face looked rosy, delicate and slender.
Eyelashes twinkling...
She was wearing a low-collared white plaid singlet, a long skirt, and ordinary high heels. She was slightly bent over. When he looked up from the opposite side, he could clearly see the bra under her singlet.
Feng started to tremble a little because of her movements of packing things, which made people want to move.
"shit!"
Suddenly looking away, Nangong Zhan stood up irritably, staring condescendingly at Ning Xi who was packing her things, and said in a cold tone, "When you're done, come upstairs and put the bath water for me."
Without saying a word, he strode upstairs.
Ning Xi squatted beside the coffee table and looked at his disappearing back. She suddenly smiled knowingly and felt an indescribable gratitude to him in her heart.
He didn't want to leave on his own, he just signed a divorce agreement. It seemed that he really wanted her to stay and give birth to this child.
A Zhan, thank you!
After Ning Xi tidied up the living room, she went upstairs to fill him with bath water.
After putting it away, she went to his study and called him, "Azhan, it's ready!"
"Yeah!" He buried his head in front of the computer, and for the first time in history, he responded to her with one word.