Nian lie smiled coldly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.
"Even if I'm not controlled by outsiders, I'll still be controlled by you and mother. What's the Difference?"
Nian Junting hated his attitude.
In this life, he had planned everything out and everything was within his control.
The only accident was the rebellious son he and Song Wan had.
"If I were you, I wouldn't be so boastful as to say such a thing," he warned.
Nian Xi lit a cigarette and stood by the window, staring at the dark night sky.
The moon was bright and the stars were few. The ground was covered in white frost.
"Nian lie, you're so protective of her. No one in the ning family will appreciate your kindness."
What was the point of him doing this?
Just for that so-called hypocritical and absurd love?
Nian lie's eyes were dark, even more peaceful than the night outside.
"You won't understand," he said.
Nian Junting found it ridiculous.
