He applied more force, almost hurting her, his thin lips curling into a wicked smile.
"If I let you off so easily, they will suffer."
Xia Xiaonuan's tears were about to burst out from the pain.
Yun's voice trembled as she said, "Young Master, it's all my fault... Please don't blame the Young Mistress anymore! Even if it's not for anything else, think of the good she has done before, how much she used to love you..."
It would have been better if Yun hadn't mentioned this; as soon as she did, Nangong Yaoling suddenly became filled with rage.
This woman, previously obedient to him in every way, now not only forgot him, but also had no place for him in her heart. She even dated other men while still thinking of another!
Thinking of this, he felt his chest tight, almost suffocating.
An inexplicable fury and aversion surged in his heart.
With a strong shove, he threw her aside.
