Xia Qianchen had no power to refute, so he turned on the recorder:
[Qianchen...I hope you can be with Tianchen...become the responsibility you deserve as a wife and mother.]
There is only one sentence.
Xia Qianchen was confused and all his relatives seemed very disappointed.
Xia Qianchen pressed the switch, and this sentence still echoed.
I don’t know if it was the extreme sadness. Xia Qianchen was heavy in the head and his feet were light, and his body couldn’t hold it. Suddenly, his eyes turned dark...
One hand stabilized her body in time.
When Xia Qianchen woke up, she undoubtedly returned to the beach villa.
Her eyes were painful and swollen because she cried for too long. She half opened her eyes and saw a figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window smoking, feeling a little lonely.
Xia Qianchen sat up. He heard the sound and quickly put out the cigarette butts and turned back to the edge of the bed.
Xia Qianchen pressed his head and asked in a dizzy manner: "When is it?"
“After 7 o’clock in the evening.”
"I can really sleep." She smiled reluctantly, her eyes shining brightly, "Are you always here to stay with me?"
Nangong Shaodi didn't say anything, holding her face with his big hands.
"You won't have food for another day, are you?" she asked.
"Um."
"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you tonight?"
Nangong Shaodi stared at her with a steady look, as if he didn't understand why she didn't mention Xia's father again. Is it not important or it was too painful, so he avoided talking about it?
Nangong Shaodi looked depressed and found out that he did not dare to speak for the first time.
Xia Qianchen was about to get out of bed, and Nangong Shaodi said inwardly: "No need, I'm not hungry."
"But I'm hungry."
"I'll have someone take care of what you want to eat."
"No, I just want to eat what I made with my own hands, and I also want to make it for you to eat with my own hands!"
She stubbornly got out of bed, but Nangong Shaodi did not stop him and followed her to the kitchen.
Xia Qianchen wore an apron, and everything seemed to be the same as usual, but there was something different.
No matter how innocent she pretended, a huge sadness emanated from her bones...
Nangong Shaodi faintly smelled a certain breath, and he would never like it. This was a farewell dinner.
Xia Qianchen took out the food from the freezer, skillfully washed vegetables, cut vegetables, and prepared the food. Nangong Shaodi followed her and tried to make a move. His movements were clumsy compared to her, and she shook her head and smiled.
"Shaodi, I find that you are still not suitable to enter the kitchen."
She called him Shaodi the first time.
"You don't go into the kitchen in the future, okay?"
Nangong Shaodi stood beside her, and she cut the tomatoes and said, "Don't force yourself to do something, it's not suitable for you."
“I think it’s suitable.”
"No, you are not suitable for you, there are many things you are not suitable for you. I know you have always been humble to me."
“…”
"Will you feel very tired if you are humble for the long term?" Xia Qianchen asked, "You are the famous emperor, and you shouldn't be humble to a woman."
The movements in Nangong Shaodi paused, his eyes as deep as the dark night outside.
"I'm so humble."
"Happiness is just a moment." Xia Qianchen looked up and looked at him quickly, his eyes shattered like a diamond, "Happiness will pass soon. What should you do when humility will not make you happy?"
“It has become a habit.”
"I don't think it will be nice to you to get into the kitchen..." She said something, "So meaningless things don't fit your identity."
Nangong Shaodi asked: "What is in line with my identity?"
"One day, you will know." Xia Qianchen smiled and took a slice of tomato for him, "Do you want to eat it?"
Nangong Shaodi grabbed her wrist and hugged her arms tightly.
His voice never felt as low as he was, even begging:
"Don't leave me."
Xia Qianchen's heart was shaken, and fog surged into his eyes and slowly fainted.
"The young master I know is sharp and domineering, calm and wise. He will not be sad, have no feelings, will not go into the kitchen. He is serious and responsible for his work, and requires orderly life..."
Xia Qianchen kept talking about Nangong Shaodi's personality and said a lot.
Finally she said, "But now you seem to have changed everything for me."
Nangong Shaodi hugged her and asked, "Everyone will change."
"But I found that I love you who has not changed."
“…”
"I don't like you now," said Xia Qianchen, "I don't have any feelings for you anymore."
Nangong Shaodi froze all over and his hands tightly clamped him.
"A wolf-like man should not leave his wildness. If you go back to your world, I will go back to my world, right?"
Nangong Shaodi stared at her mockingly as if he didn't know her: "Because of Mr. Xia's death?"
"It's not because of him. I didn't mean to blame you for this surgery. You did it right, you were not wrong! There is no need to blame yourself!"
"lie."
"I think we are not suitable for us."
“Where’s not suitable?”
"I don't think it's suitable for you anywhere... I just like you for a moment. Now you have changed, so I don't like it anymore. Once the feeling disappears, the feeling of love will disappear!" Xia Qianchen said silently, "I'm too
I've had enough fun and it's time to go home."
The last sentence was a fatal blow, and Emperor Nangong's lips were pale in an instant.
"Go home? Which home do you want to go to? This is our home."
"Our home? Leng Tianchen and I are legal couples, and you... nothing is there!"
"I will marry you."
"It's a pity that I don't want to marry anymore. I don't love you anymore. Don't you understand?"
Nangong Shaodi paused, clasped her chin, and smiled cruelly: "Don't you love me anymore?"
"I don't love it anymore."
"Seeing in my eyes."
Xia Qianchen looked at his eyes and said word by word: "Nangong Shaodi, I don't love you anymore, let's break up."
Nangong Shaodi held her shoulders tightly, his hands were so strong that they were about to pinch into her flesh.
Before performing surgery on Xia's father, he expected the worst outcome was that she would leave him...
It works now, but it's worse than the worst.
If it was because of Xia’s father, he could at least work hard and try his best to win the love between them.
But now she said she doesn't love anymore...
Xia Qianchen's heart softened:
"You are a good man, what kind of woman can't be found? You are suitable for better ones, you can find better ones!"
Nangong Shaodi curled his lips and almost crushed her shoulder bones.
He pressed down suddenly and wanted to kiss her.
She turned her face away, and the two struggled violently. He said coldly: "Qianchen, don't treat dislike of breaking up!"