"I don't understand, I'm not the one who embarrassed you." Han Ningyan, on the verge of tears, looked utterly pitiful.
"But all of this happened because of you! Go learn how to be a good companion, and... avoid provoking anyone from the Cheng Family, including Xia Yunsheng. She is Yanzhi's wife, and you... you're nothing!"
In his eyes, Han Ningyan was nothing more than a young bedmate, a pet, a puppet.
He gave her wealth and luxury, but he didn't actually care for her.
What's even more important...
No matter how clever Han Ningyan might be, she is still so young.
He could perfectly understand her every thought.
In front of him, even her petty jealousy fell short.
Ling Zhiyuan strolled away with his entourage, leaving Han Ningyan alone in the corridor, covering her face. A feeling of heartache swelled up.
Back when she was with Cheng Yanzhi, although he didn't love her, he never treated her this way.
In this man, she didn't feel a single trace of affection.
