Qin Yi: "..."
"Get up first." Nangong Yaoling glanced at Qin Yi on the ground and said impatiently.
Qin Yi had to stand up.
He hesitated for a moment before speaking:
"Young Master, I understand you've always been upset with Lady... Miss Xia... But I think she genuinely has feelings for you. Can't you feel it? At least I think she still loves you..."
Nangong Yaoling slightly raised his eyes to look at Qin Yi.
Although he tried hard to control his emotions, hearing Qin Yi's words, his expression softened a bit, and a gleam flickered in his eyes.
"Do you really believe that?" he asked, maintaining a stern face.
"Yes." Qin Yi said sincerely, "Young Master, perhaps there was really something unspeakable for her back then..."
"She simply doesn't believe in my ability! She's afraid I can't give her happiness!" Nangong Yaoling was reminded of something, and his hand on the table clenched into a fist, he said angrily.
