Chapter 1398 - 1415: Nangong Zhongli’s Confession (Part 1)

Chapter 1398: Chapter 1415: Nangong Zhongli’s Confession (Part 1)

Until he felt Xiaonuan was becoming a bit uneasy from his gaze, he finally withdrew his eyes, chuckling softly: "Hmm... you are certainly my Xiaonuan, I’ve watched you grow up, Xiaonuan, do you remember?"

Xiaonuan’s heart gave a painful twitch.

Her eyes instinctively glanced towards Nangong Zhongli.

Nangong Zhongli was also looking at her, his face revealing an indistinct expression.

There seemed to be a hint of amusement, yet, as if hidden within it, a trace of mockery, though within the mockery, there seemed also a touch of resentment.

Xiaonuan knew, she hated her.

Thus, she would stop at nothing to destroy her happiness.

However, true happiness belonged to her, she would hold onto it tightly, never letting it be easily destroyed.

Moreover, if it were in the past, Xia Xiaonuan might have felt somewhat guilty towards her.

But now, all she had for her was hate, and revenge.

As for the rest, she would face whatever comes bravely.

Xiaonuan clenched her fist, thinking of the child she had lost, and suddenly felt there was nothing more to fear.

Perhaps only after enduring the most desperate events and deepest wounds can one truly grow strong.

Now, Xiaonuan was exactly like that.

She looked at Nangong Jinlie’s eyes, smiling yet hiding sharpness, looking at the elder who had once filled her with both respect and fear, she managed to smile lightly.

Then she slowly began to speak, replying unhurriedly, "I’m sorry Grandpa... I don’t know, I already don’t remember the past..."

Nangong Jinlie looked at her calm composure, the weary but deep eyes seemed to hold a hint of something else.

But soon, he also smiled and nodded.

He picked up the smoking pipe, took another puff, and then lifted the pipe in his hand.

The butler immediately stepped forward, taking the pipe he handed over.

Handing it to a servant in the corner.

At this moment, Nangong Jinlie exhaled a long puff of smoke.

Until the smoke in front scattered, Nangong Jinlie spoke, looking at Xiaonuan with a deep tone:

"Child, Grandpa knows, while Grandpa was away, you’ve suffered a lot..."

Xia Xiaonuan inhaling the faint smoke in the air, also felt an onset of sourness in her heart.

Thinking of the past, Nangong Jinlie’s kindness to her; thinking about how in the future, she might... never again receive the same treatment, she couldn’t help but feel a complex and bitter mix of emotions.

Because earlier, she had already understood something from the look in Nangong Zhongli’s eyes.

Even from Nangong Jinlie’s tone, she knew Nangong Zhongli must have told him everything.

Yet she didn’t care.

Instead, she felt somewhat relieved.

She had never truly been Xia Xiaonuan, always carrying this burden before Nangong Jinlie, bearing kindness that did not belong to her, making her feel exhausted.

Sometimes she feared that her shortcomings might disappoint the elder who had always cherished her.

But now... she feared nothing anymore.

Xiaonuan did not make a sound, only slightly lowered her head.

Long eyelashes fell like a little fan, eyes lowered with bitterness.

Nangong Jinlie’s gaze suddenly coldly shifted towards Nangong Zhongli.

"Come here."

Nangong Zhongli stood before the sofa, looking at Nangong Jinlie.

"Grandpa..." she pleaded softly.

"Come here!"

Nangong Jinlie shouted loudly.

Nangong Zhongli trembled all over, frightened, quickly walked to Nangong Jinlie’s side.

"Grandpa..." she said softly.

Xiaonuan looked at Nangong Zhongli, eyes almost flaring with anger.