Chapter 1421 - 1438: Do You Hate Me Now?

Chapter 1421: Chapter 1438: Do You Hate Me Now?

Shaochen had already stepped inside, his suit impeccably tailored, his presence exceptionally charming.

As he entered, he closed the door behind him.

Nangong Zhongli merely widened her eyes and watched him. Her face appeared even paler than the wall behind her, and instinctively she tugged at the edge of the blanket, trying to cover her legs.

But in fact, the blanket was well covering her body, from the outside, one couldn’t tell she had already lost a leg.

Still, she held tightly onto the blanket, seemingly afraid someone might pull it away at this moment, exposing the emptiness where her leg should have been to Shaochen.

That would make her wish to die immediately.

Shaochen looked at her too, a gentle smile playing on his face, stepping to the bedside.

"What? Don’t want to see me?"

Nangong Zhongli’s lips moved; she was still holding the bouquet of orchids. But she didn’t utter a word.

"Do you still like these flowers? I remember you said you liked orchids."

Nangong Zhongli bit her lower lip, still remaining silent, just staring at Shaochen, tears already rolling from the corners of her eyes, dropping onto the flowers in front of her.

Shaochen sat alone on a chair nearby.

He glanced at an apple that had been peeled in the fruit bowl beside him.

"I didn’t expect a cold-blooded killer to have such a tender side. Qin Yi seems to have taken good care of you?"

Nangong Zhongli’s whole body shuddered.

"Yes... he has treated me well." She finally spoke, her voice somewhat hoarse.

She spoke, turning, and placing the flowers in a vase beside her.

The air was filled with the fragrance of flowers, the bitterness of disinfectant, and the faint minty scent from the man.

Nangong Zhongli struggled to suppress the chaos and unease in her heart, turning her face coldly toward Shaochen, "Thank you for visiting me, if there’s nothing else, I’d like to rest now."

Shaochen seemed somewhat surprised at her reaction and said, "Zhongli, do you hate me now?"

Nangong Zhongli suddenly widened her eyes to look at him.

Did she hate him?

No... how could she hate him? Even if she hated the world, she wouldn’t hate him.

"Why did you do it? Why admit to everything being done by you?"

Because she loved him.

At this moment, Nangong Zhongli felt an unprecedented sadness. She suddenly understood that all these years, she thought she was competing with others for his attention, his love, his slightest bit of tenderness.

But now she realizes that the one she’s been fighting against the whole time was none other than the man in front of her.

And in this struggle, she was destined to be a loser.

From the moment she fell in love with him.

Just like he loves Xia Xiaonuan, he too is destined to be a loser.

She took a deep breath.

"Because the sins on me are already many, one more doesn’t make a difference. Because I too once tried to do the same, so what’s the difference between doing and not doing? Besides... I merely wanted to free myself sooner."

Shaochen looked at her, his expression very calm, yet a faint trace of surprise flickered fleetingly in his eyes.

Nangong Zhongli, despite her trembling body and chaotic mind, clearly saw the surprise in his eyes.

And it was at this moment that she suddenly felt a subtle sense of victory.

Only at this moment did she feel she had regained a shred of pitiful dignity in his presence.

She did not tell him because I love you, that’s why I am willing to give everything for you.