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Looking at the disappearing Jiang Xiyan, Nangong Ling's world is also empty. The woman he loves the most all the time, never thought that she would use her feelings to deceive him. If it is material deception, he can forgive it. The only one who cannot forgive It is mental deception.

With no point of intersection, the world of the two returned to its former peace.

Nangong Hao took Jiang Xiyan and was going to live in the hotel where he was staying, but Jiang Xiyan insisted and had to send her back to the suburban community.

Jiang Xiyan was in a trance, and the time of the day had changed too much, which made her unacceptable. She walked into the community without letting Nan Gonghao follow, and sat alone in the corner, crying silently.

The sky outside no longer has any color. At night, Jiang Xiyan's heart was attacked fiercely. She used to be so afraid of thunder, but now Jiang Xiyan is afraid of the dark. In the air without Nangong Ling, it is as if the It was as if all the oxygen was taken away, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Nangong Yue was also picked up by Nangong Ling, and Jiang Xiyan's world really collapsed.

Then Nangong Ling was not much better. After Du Zhibin took Nangongyue back to the new house, he stayed alone in the night city.

Drinking the wine in the glass alone, he wanted to use this alcohol to anesthetize the pain in his heart, but he found out that he was wrong, and the pain even worse after drinking.

In a daze, a woman's figure appeared in front of Nangong Ling, her skin was tightly pressed against each other, and the hot breath almost burned Nangong Ling to ashes.

"Brother Ling, let's go home, you're drunk." Nie Tong came with Nangong Ling's car, seeing Nangong Ling in pain because of Jiang Xiyan, she hated it even more, how persistent Nangong Ling is, But who would have thought that such a high-ranking monarch would live and die for a woman.

"Xie'er...Xie'er...how could you lie to me...you just said you loved me yesterday..." Nangong Ling complained, but hugged Nie Tong tightly.

Nie Tong motioned to the two men in black behind him, and the three of them carried Nangong Ling to the back seat of the car outside.

Nie Tong drove the car away from the bar, and took Nangong Ling to the villa in the city center.

After a lot of effort, Nie Tong brought Nangong Ling to the second floor with the help of his servants.

Originally, Nie Tong wanted to take Nangong Ling to his bedroom, but Nangong Ling stayed at the door of Jiang Xiyan's bedroom like a bewitched man, and even pushed the servant away to enter the bedroom by himself.

"You go down first, I will take care of him, just cook some porridge tomorrow morning." Nie Tong ordered the servant.

The servant nodded and said, looking at Nangong Ling lying on the ground in the bedroom, they had no choice but to go downstairs and return to their residence.

After closing the bedroom door, Nie Tong stepped forward to help Nangong Ling who was lying on the floor into his arms, and took off his coat with great effort.

Nangong Ling was really drunk.

Supporting Nangong Ling's body, the two fell onto the bed.

Although it was the end of summer, the air at night was still cold, especially in the suburbs, Jiang Xiyan felt that the cold was even more pressing.

All the lights in the house were on, but Jiang Xiyan didn't have any anger on her face.

The text message on the table rang, and Jiang Xiyan got up desperately, and opened the text message with her cold hands.

The naked figures of Nangong Ling and Nie Tong appeared in Jiang Xiyan's eyes, and they were still on the bed where they had been in love before.

Immediately after the bell rang again, Nangong Ling lay on Nie Tong's body with his eyes closed, but it could be seen that he was enjoying it so much, his lips were pressed together, and his face was full of happiness.

Jiang Xiyan's hand holding the phone turned white.

Pain is anything but pain.

She couldn't shed a single tear anymore. In these 48 hours, she was enough to make herself suffer the torture of life and death.

Unable to bear this torture any longer, Jiang Xiyan closed her eyes and passed out in a corner of the room...

Waking up in the morning, Nangong Ling rubbed his forehead. The swelling pain after being drunk made him a little uncomfortable. He wanted to move his body, only to find Nie Tong who was in the same bed as him.

Suddenly awakening all the drunkenness, Nangong Lingchi.The naked body and Nie Tong are almost naked.The naked body is exposed in this way.

"Brother Ling, are you awake?" Nie Tong didn't notice anything wrong, rubbing his red and swollen eyes and looking at Nangong Ling.

"Why are you on my bed?" Nangong Ling got up and quickly put on his clothes.

"You were drunk last night. I found you at the bar. When you came back, you dragged me and called Jiang Xiyan's name." Nie Tong whispered aggrievedly, as if accusing Nangong Ling Injustice to oneself.

Nangong Ling's memory of last night also stayed in the bar, and he knew nothing about it. Seeing Nie Tong's appearance, his heart was almost cold.

But invisibly, he felt that things were not as simple as what Nie Tong said. He was not the kind of person who had sex after drinking. Except for Jiang Xiyan, other women simply made him think that he was not sexual.

"Brother Ling, where are you going? I'm yours now..." Seeing Nangong Ling who was about to walk out of the bedroom, Nie Tong got up anxiously, and the silk quilt slipped off her body, revealing the beauty in front of her face .

Nangong Ling didn't speak, turned around and opened the bedroom door and walked out.

The servant waiting downstairs saw Nangong Ling going downstairs and wanted to talk, but was stopped by Nangong Ling's words: "After Miss Nie gets up, throw away everything in the bedroom."

After explaining all this, Nangong Ling slammed the door out, and the sound of the car starting gradually faded away.

Everything in the bedroom belonged to Jiang Xiyan. Thinking of what happened to him and Nie Tong on the bed where Jiang Xiyan had been lingering, Nangong Ling cursed himself unconsciously.

Jiang Xiyan woke up slowly in the afternoon of the second day. There was no one in the room, and Nangong Ling, who had the closest relationship with her, would not come to care about her again. Now, her life and death have nothing to do with others, even if her life is Stop in this house, and no one will find it again.

The pictures on the phone were sent by Nie Tong yesterday. He held the phone in his hand and thought about deleting these pictures, but thinking that she and Nangong Ling would no longer have anything to do with each other in the future, he didn't bother to sort out these pictures. Remove the SIM card from the phone, stand up and throw the phone into an invisible cabinet.

There is too much information related to Nangong Ling on the phone, and only by turning him off forever can she get out of this pain.

The doorbell rang, but Jiang Xiyan didn't answer the door. Now she doesn't want to see anyone.

"Yanyan, open the door. I know you are inside. Even if Nangong Ling dumps you, there are still many people around you who love you." Nangong Hao came here in the morning and left because he didn't open the door. Now Going back and forth, I just want him to be closer to Jiang Xiyan at this time.