The woman in his arms shrank back in fear.
The temperature around Nian lie dropped, his eyes cold.
Nian che, is this what our parents taught you? "
Ning Qing grabbed the corner of Nian lie's clothes and shook her head at him solemnly.
But Nian Xi did not back down, and his tone was as sharp as a knife.
"Mom and dad didn't teach us how to be fickle-minded. Brother, you know how to do it too, don't you?"
Nian Yun's face finally darkened.
A cruel and cold aura spread out.
Nian Che's expression was fearless. He seemed to have made up his mind to fight him to the end.
Their gazes met in mid-air and collided, creating invisible but intense sparks.
After a long while, Nian lie finally explained sternly, " Huahua didn't interfere. I wanted her to come to my side.
He said these words easily.
However, it turned into a sharp arrow in an instant and pierced through ning Qing's heart.
