NABC Chapter 103: Did you arrange Su Lianxi’s matter?
Chapter 103: Did you arrange Su Lianxi’s matter?
Chapter 103: Chapter 103: Did you arrange Su Lianxi’s matter?
Su Zixi woke up from a dream and asked subconsciously, “Was it you who arranged Su Lianxi’s matter?”
“Hm?” He Jingyao smiled faintly, tactfully responding, “I couldn’t have guessed she would go seduce the investor.”
He had thought that since Su Lianxi already had Ning Yichen, she wouldn’t be so shortsighted. Apparently, he had overestimated Su Lianxi’s intelligence.
Su Zixi asked awkwardly, “So, you’re saying today’s incident has nothing to do with you?”
“When you left school to go to the Su Family, I got the news immediately,” He Jingyao furrowed his brows, “so, it’s not entirely unrelated to me.”
Su Zixi felt a bit guilty, “I’m sorry...”
“Why apologize?” there was a glimpse of amusement in He Jingyao’s eyes.
“I thought all these things were orchestrated by you...” Su Zixi felt even more guilty.
She felt her assumptions were wildly exaggerated—if it were true, wouldn’t it mean that Ning Yichen, Su Lianxi, and including herself, were all being manipulated by this man?
Su Zixi couldn’t help but smile bitterly.
It seemed her decision to let go was wise. If Ning Yichen was deeply in love with Su Lianxi, then even if he knew that she had been the one caring for him for three years, he wouldn’t likely start liking her.
She suddenly wished she could confront Ning Yichen and ask him what was so good about Su Lianxi that he would do all this for her.
But what right did she have?
Now that she was He Jingyao’s wife, the last possibility with Ning Yichen had also completely vanished. Besides, if she still couldn’t forget Ning Yichen, wouldn’t that be a betrayal to He Jingyao?
Even though there was still a bit of sourness in her heart, in time, she would inevitably let go completely.
With that in mind, she took a deep breath, forcefully closed the page, threw her phone aside, and opened a book to read.
Soon, she heard a knock on the door.
Su Zixi leaped up from the bed, walked over, and opened the door, only to see He Jingyao standing outside in a black shirt.
Your eyes smiled, deep and tender, making Su Zixi’s heart tremble.
“Is there... is there anything you need?” she stuttered.