An Ran heard Ah Hao's voice outside. As if she was the savior she was waiting for, she begged: "Open the door, I have something to ask you..."
"Don't ask, I won't tell you!" Ahao refused her without hesitation.
safely:"……"
After a moment of silence, she became angry again and scolded Ahao through the door: "You are colluding with that person, and you are like a den of snakes and rats!"
It was quiet outside the door, and Ah Hao's voice was not heard again.
An Ran knocked on the door a few more times and started sobbing again.
"Go to bed and lie down and cry." Ahao suddenly spoke again.
An Ran wiped her tears and choked angrily: "It's none of your business where I like to cry! You sell water pipes and have so many things to do!"
"It's four o'clock in the morning now, and it will be dawn soon." Ahao told her.
An Ran bit her lip, still ungrateful: "Don't think that I can thank you just by telling me what time it is! You are as hateful as him!"
After a long time, Ah Hao's voice sounded outside the door again, as low as if he was talking to himself: "I didn't want you to be grateful."
"Ah Hao," An Ran stroked the door panel with her palm and begged again: "Please tell me, where did Nie Qingyu go?... I mean the former Nie Qingyu, the one in a wheelchair, who was abandoned by Bai Shiwei after she regretted her marriage.
That, is not Nie Qingyu now! Where has he gone? Can you tell me, please! "
It was quiet outside the door, and Ah Hao seemed to have walked away.
"Ah Hao!" An Ran sat on the ground and slapped the door panel hard, sobbing and begging: "Speak! Tell me if he is still alive! He is still alive, right?"
After not hearing Ahao's response for a long time, she added: "If you don't answer, it proves that he is still alive! I want to find him, no matter where he is, I will find him..."
There was a soft "click" sound, and the door lock suddenly opened.
An Ran was so happy that she thought Ah Hao was soft-hearted and unlocked the door for her.
But the next second, she saw the tall and muscular familiar figure coming in, and the corners of her eyes twitched.
Nie Qingyu looked at An Ran, who was sitting barefoot at the door, and said coldly: "It seems that laying carpets in this bedroom is the right thing to do. Since you don't like being in bed and like to stay on carpets, you can do it here in the future."
An Ran hasn't understood the meaning of his words yet. She only cares about one thing. "Where is Nie Qingyu who is engaged to me? He is the one I want to marry, not you, you liar!"
The next second, she was picked up by the man.
"Don't touch me!" An Ran screamed fiercely, and she violently rejected his touch. "You are not him, you have no right to touch me..."
"Bang!" Nie Qingyu pushed back the door and shouted at the same time: "Get away! You are not allowed to talk to her near the bedroom door again without my permission!"
An Ran was startled for a moment, but then he understood - he was warning Ah Hao outside the door!
"Why are you being mean to him!" She glared angrily at the man in front of her and asked angrily: "How many shameful deeds have you done that you are afraid he will reveal to you!"
Nie Qingyu pinched her chin with an evil smile and told her: "I'm really not afraid. If you don't believe me, you can try it!"
"If you have the guts to let me out, I will expose you! Oh, you will only lock me in this room... uh," she was thrown to the ground by him.
Despite the carpet, she still fell to pieces and almost fainted again.
"Have you tried it before? Since your memory is so bad, I'll let you try it again!" The man squatted down with his tall and muscular body and stretched out his hand to pull open the straps of her pajamas.
"Don't... don't touch me!" An Ran pushed him desperately, kicked and hit him with all four limbs. "You bastard, don't touch me!"
She was determined not to let him get close to her again, absolutely not!
Nie Qingyu laughed angrily, as if he suddenly realized: "Well, you are protecting him!"
"Yes, I want to protect myself for him! He is my man, you are not! You are not!" An Ran screamed crazily.
Nie Qingyu gritted his teeth slightly, and the muscles on his cheeks twitched. He grabbed her scattered hair and forced her to meet his eyes. "There is one thing you may not understand. Not only did you give me the first time
, and you gave it to me for the first time! Don’t you think it’s ridiculous that you’re being pretentious now…”
"Shut up! Shut up!" An Ran stretched out her trembling hand to cover his mouth, preventing him from speaking any more.
Nie Qingyu let her cover his mouth, while his big hands peeled off her pajamas without stopping.
"Ah!" An Ran withdrew her hand and hugged her arms. "Don't touch me! Don't touch me again..."
"Want to do it on the carpet or on the bed?" Nie Qingyu asked her opinion.
"Don't... don't do it! Don't touch me!" An Ran firmly refused.
"I see you like sitting on the carpet, so let's sit here!" Nie Qingyu made up his mind for her.
"No, no... don't do it!" An Ran started crying and got scared again. "Please don't do this, let me go! I'll go back to bed and lie down... don't touch me!"
Nie Qingyu then stood up and shouted coldly: "Go back to bed!"
An Ran clutched her scattered pajamas with both hands, crawled back to the bed, and wrapped herself tightly in the silk quilt, trembling like a fallen leaf in the cold wind.
Nie Qingyu turned off the air conditioner, found the remote control, opened the curtains, and then opened the window.
The sky outside is pale and it's almost dawn.
"Ugh... I want to divorce you... I don't want to marry you... you liar!" An Ran accused the man of his despicable behavior and put forward his own request. "The man who is engaged to me is not you! I want to marry
It's not you! You lied to me! I want a divorce..."
Nie Qingyu approached her with a half-smile and asked softly: "What do you want to do? Say it again!"
An Ran clutched the silk quilt tightly and did not dare to say a word.
She knew that if she dared to repeat those words again, he would immediately violate her.
"I never said I was him!" Nie Qingyu finally took a positive stance on the matter. "I didn't pretend to be anyone! Nie Qingyu is just a name, he represents the Nie family! Who is qualified to be the heir of the Nie family?
It’s Nie Qingyu!”
"But... the person I want to marry is him!" An Ran shouted angrily: "The person I love is also him!"
She was able to persist in a loveless marriage for three years only because of her love for Nie Qingyu. If that person was not him, what was the point of her persistence?
"But I'm the one you marry! I'm the one you marry every night! It's me who can make you give birth to the next generation heir of the Nie family!" Nie Qingyu reminded her coldly.
An Ran winced, closed her eyes like an ostrich, and tears of humiliation fell down again. "I, I don't care about having an heir to the Nie family... I just want him..."
Her love for Nie Qingyu has nothing to do with his surname or identity! He is her patron saint, her spiritual support, and her only sweetheart!