The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories

Chapter 1210 - 1230: Message from Qi Yue

The petals of the rose fell down, landing on the back of her hand, then sliding onto the table."Xia Xiaonuan, are you in despair? In pain? But at least... you can still be a mother... you still have a chance to get pregnant... But what about me? Because of you, I’ve forever lost the possibility of being a mother..."

She murmured, a tear slipping from her eye.

Thinking of the child she once lost, even though she never liked that it was Qin Yi’s child, she still couldn’t bear to have it aborted.

In the end, it was Xia Xiaonuan who caused its death.

The hatred in her heart ignited once again.

Xia Xiaonuan, all of this is your retribution.

But this is just the beginning... You must leave the Crown Prince, leave Shaochen, leave my world.

Otherwise, your fate will be a hundred times more tragic!

The newspaper on the table beside showed snapshots of her and Liang Shaochen in front of the company, caught by someone.

Those photos were posted online by the media.

The stock of the Liang Group soared because of this.

Some said it was a publicity stunt by President Liang Shaochen; creating substantial profit for the company.

She reached out, her fingertips trembling as she picked up the newspaper.

"It doesn’t matter..." she smiled bitterly, murmuring.

"No matter... what your purpose is, being with me... it doesn’t matter... as long as I can give you what you desire, as long as I can provide you with help, I can always stay by your side.

I just want you to know, only I, Nangong Zhongli, am the most suitable person for you.

Liang Shaochen, you weren’t as simple as you appear, were you.

You’re much more cunning than I imagined.

And now, you’re finally willing to reveal another side of yourself... very good. This side of you, I don’t hate at all, instead, I like it more and more.

Because this should be your true self.

Nangong Zhongli stared at Liang Shaochen’s smiling face in the photo.

Even though he was smiling, for some reason, she couldn’t capture any trace of happiness in his eyes.

Couldn’t catch, when he looked at Xia Xiaonuan, the complex, deep emotions that surfaced.

Nangong Zhongli’s grip on the newspaper tightened bit by bit.

The newspaper crumpled in her hand, she grabbed it, alongside the vase on the table, and violently smashed them to the ground.

A loud noise echoed in the air, the vase shattered into pieces.

Many rose petals were scattered, sticking to the glass shards, quietly lying on the ground.

Nangong Zhongli looked at the scene on the floor.

Suddenly, as if going insane, she rushed over.

Kneeling down, she picked up the roses scattered on the floor.

"This is the first flower Shaochen gave me... How could I throw it away? No... flower, I’m sorry... I didn’t mean to..."

She crazily picked up the scattered roses from the ground, her fingers cut by glass, blood instantly gushing out, she seemed unresponsive. Just picking up flower by flower, then holding them, she walked back to the desk.

Blood dripped onto the crimson rose petals, indistinguishable between the color of blood and the color of the flower.

She placed the flowers against her chest.

Inhaling their fragrance, staring at the vivid red roses, a smile unknowingly formed on her lips.

Xia Xiaonuan, I want you to know that even though you’re her Qiqi, in the end, he will still choose me, Nangong Zhongli.

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In the hospital.

Xia Xiaonuan was lying on the bed, lost in thought, when a nurse came knocking and entered.