Deliberate favoritism, the cold-faced president surrenders obediently

Nausea.

This word was also used by her to describe him.

His expression instantly turned cold, and he said unhappily, "Lin Qian."

Under normal circumstances, seeing his gloomy expression, Lin Qian might have restrained her attitude.

But this time, the woman simply shook off his hand and walked out without looking back.

The man hurried over to her, grabbed her wrist, and placed his other hand on the bedroom door, blocking her path. "Suppressing his inner anger, he lowered his head and looked at her contemptuously, explaining word by word, 'I didn't sleep with her, and it's not what you think. From the day I decided on you, you've been the only one in my heart.'"

Lin Qian pursed her lips and smiled, "You keep saying that I'm the only one in your heart, but in the end, you're lying in this bed with her."

"Who am I? You acknowledged our relationship on the surface, letting me indulge in your tenderness and protection, making me believe that even if our beginning wasn't perfect, you would still truly love me. But secretly, you rekindled your old love with her, secretly thinking that one day when you got tired of me, you would send me far away and be together with her, right?"

All the sweetness she had experienced since they confirmed their relationship gradually became her own wishful thinking after she met Jiang Ning.

No wonder he's been so absent-minded when he's with her lately.

It turned out that she was just immersed in a dream and didn't want to wake up.

It’s just self-deception.

She was so stupid as to want to marry Li Yanxiu.

I want to have a home with him.

For a moment, she didn't know whether she should be glad that she discovered all this so early.

Lin Qian admitted that at this moment, she was so angry that she was on the verge of collapse.

She couldn't stand here and talk to him calmly.

She had no choice but to pull her wrist free, push him away and run away.

Li Yanxiu still wants to chase after him.

Seeing this, Jiang Ning hurriedly shouted, "Ah Xiu, where are you going?"

Only then did Li Yanxiu notice that the culprit was still lying on his bed.

At this moment, the man's face looked extremely ugly, and he exuded an aura that he was not to be trifled with.

At this time, running into the gunpoint would undoubtedly be seeking death.

He glared at Jiang Ning, losing his usual gentlemanly demeanor, "Shut up!"

Jiang Ning shrank back in fear at the low growl that Li Yanxiu had never heard before.

She had never seen a man lose his temper so much.

Jiang Ning got out of bed, grabbed his wrist, and asked in a delicate voice, "Ah Xiu, she doesn't love you at all. If she really had you in her heart, how could she bear to hurt you and leave you? But I'm different. You're the only one in my heart. Even if you broke your promise to me, let me down and fell in love with another woman, I only love you. Now I'm just following my heart and selfishly wanting to have you for one night. Do you really have to be so cruel to me?"

Tears fell from her eyes, and she cried intermittently, revealing a look of pain. "Then why don't you just let me die? Then I won't be tormented by nightmares anymore, and the pain and struggle I'm enduring will stop."

"Jiang Ning."

Li Yanxiu pulled his hand away, his gaze like a knife piercing her, his voice as cold as winter ice. "Since you returned to China, you cut your wrists, you were embarrassed at social events, and you encountered problems at work. I have helped you solve them according to your wishes. I know I have let you down in the past, but I have done my best to make it up to you."

Jiang Ning shook her head. Although she was afraid, she still boldly put her arms around his neck and pleaded in his ear, "But I don't want these, I only want you..."

Li Yanxiu frowned, dodged her kiss, and untied her hands. His attitude was very clear and straightforward. "I said that apart from material compensation, I can't give you anything."