945 Wife-chasing crematorium (1:

Nian lie looked at her with a disdainful gaze, not showing any intention of speaking.

Ning Qing wanted to slap herself in the face. What kind of lame reason was this?

A silent silence spread out, forming an invisible barrier between the two.

My memory has always been good. You don't need to remind me, the man said coldly.

A bucket of cold water was poured on her boiling heart.

Ning Qing's uneasiness disappeared, and her expression was a little stiff. Hello, ran ran.

She clenched her fists and did not look at him.

it's been a long day and I'm tired. You should go to bed early. I'm going back to my room. Good night.

She walked to her door and pushed it open.

Pa da.

The lock was locked, separating the two.

Nian lie's cold eyes were fixed on the door. He clenched his jaw tightly, and his side profile was exaggeratedly cold.

In the end, he returned to his room in anger and slammed the door shut.

Ning Qing leaned against the door and smiled bitterly when she heard the noise from the next room.

She had already lowered her head to look for him. As smart as Nian lie was, how could he not know that she was trying to get along with him in a roundabout way?

But he was still so cold and disdainful of her showing weakness.

What did he want from her?

Ning Qing did not know that the numbness in her heart was gradually spreading.

It was destined to be a sleepless night.

The next morning.

It drizzled lightly in the night and didn't stop until dawn.

The entire Manor of the Gu family was shrouded in a thin layer of mist, as if it was a Fairyland.

Ning Qing took out a small black dress from her luggage. White flowers were embroidered on the chest. It was elegant and plain, very suitable for going to the cemetery.

She sat in front of the mirror and looked at her own listless self, feeling a little sad.

She took out the cosmetics that she had not used for a long time and put on some light and elegant makeup to cover up her fatigue before leaving the room.

Coincidentally, the door next door opened as well.

Nian lie and she stepped out of the room at the same time. Hearing the noise, the two of them looked at each other.

He was speechless.

It wasn't hard for Nian lie to tell that she had put on makeup. Thinking of her actions last night, he pursed his thin lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

Unexpectedly, ning Qing turned around and walked towards the stairs, as if she was deliberately avoiding the opportunity to speak to him.

Nian Yu frowned and didn't say anything. He thought she was just angry at him for showing weakness last night.

He was angry.

He was angry that she was so sure that he was unwilling to come to America to see the child. He was also angry that she took the initiative to contact GU nanzhi and cared so much about that man in front of him. She was even so concerned about whether he was married or not.

He had been suppressing his anger and did not want to be angry at her, in case she said that he was petty. He avoided her several times to digest his anger alone.

But last night, he had seen her approach through the crack of the door. After opening the door, he couldn't help but say something cold to her.

Seeing her hurt expression, his heart ached and he was angry, so he didn't say any words of comfort.

Forget it.

Facing her, he was wrong no matter what he did.

She had already suffered for a day and a night, and he could not go any further.

Nian lie couldn't hide his guilt at the thought of this and made up his mind to coax ning Qing.

The breakfast was unusually peaceful. Nian lie was looking for an opportunity to speak, but ning Qing did not even look at him the entire time.

it's getting late. Let's go, she finally turned around and said to him when they were about to leave for the cemetery.

Nian Jin's eyes brightened, and his steps became hurried and attentive. He came to her side and held her hand. ah ning, Hello.

Ning Qing frowned slightly. the rain is a little heavy. You'd better leave me alone.

Nian lie froze, and the little hand in his palm slipped away.

She watched as the people holding the umbrella for her gradually went further and further away.

Mr. Nian, it's time to go. Nian lie only retracted his complicated gaze when the person beside him reminded him.

He reached out and took the umbrella handle from someone else's hand. He opened it himself and quickly ran in her direction.