Her heart ached so much that she was about to suffocate. Her breathing became heavy. She bit the tip of her tongue hard to force herself to stay awake. Why, why did this body become so out of control when hit by Nangong Xianyue?

She looked at Nangong Xianyue, who had an indifferent expression. Her face was pale. She clenched her fists tightly, letting her nails dig into the flesh of her palms. She spoke with difficulty: "I have never dreamed of becoming the hostess of Firth Garden. I never did before, I don't do it now, and I will never... in the future."

"I know that I am just a servant of the Nangong family. I have no right to stand by your side. I did all these things before just to let you know my feelings. I didn't do that to overestimate my own abilities and want to be the one in your heart. My vicious behavior is only because they are less worthy of you than I am. Why should they expect to win your favor?"

She sneered and looked at Nangong Xianyue fearlessly, "I did these things just to clear a worry for you, a gentle and elegant young man. Do you think I don't know? I have done so many bad things, and you really want to get rid of them. Wasn't there your pampering in the process? Wasn't there your acquiescence?"

After listening to her hoarse accusation, Nangong Xianyue put down his wine glass and said disapprovingly, "So? Qiao Yisha, should I praise you for being smart?"

She wiped away her tears, took a deep breath, and seemed to calm down a little. "No matter how vicious and cruel I am in your heart, I will admit what I have done. Miss Ning, I really didn't mean to do this."

Nangong Xianyue looked at her quietly.

"If you think I will still hurt Miss Ning." She clenched her back teeth tightly, as if she had made a big decision.

"What do you want to do?" Nangong Xianyue narrowed his eyes and waited for her proposal.

"Then... let me leave the Nangong family. That way, I will never have any contact with Miss Ning again."

This way, he should be relieved. He must have been disgusted with having such a vicious woman around him.

Nangong Xianyue's fingers paused, his expression was one of disbelief for a moment, and then returned to normal.

"That's a good suggestion." He nodded.

"Then I'll pack my clothes and leave right away." She said coldly with red eyes.

"Stop, I haven't said you can leave." Nangong Xianyue spoke to stop her.

"What's wrong?" She paused, her fingers trembling at her sides.

"You have been working here for so many years. If you leave suddenly, it will cause a lot of trouble. I allow you to complete the handover before leaving."

She felt completely depressed. "I believe that these things are easy for Mr. Nangong. If I stay one more day, Miss Ning will be in danger one more day. I'd better leave now."

"Isa," Nangong Xianyue's voice sank, "You know what I mean."

"I don't know, Mr. Nangong, I will leave now. If Mr. Nangong doesn't allow me..."

Her voice softly echoed in the empty hall, "Then kill me."

Staying with him would be no different from being dead.

"Are you forcing me?" Nangong Xianyue's eyes shot a dangerous light, and he finally got a little angry.

"Yes, Mr. Nangong, kill me or let me go now." She stood there straight, her eyes red, but she looked at him stubbornly.

"Do you think I won't do anything to you?"

"I'm not the kind of person who would be so sentimental, Mr. Nangong." She pulled out a butterfly knife from the leather strap on her thigh, lowered her hand, and skillfully flipped it between her fingers, making a sound of metal collision, and handed it to Nangong Xianyue. This was the weapon he taught her to use personally, and now let it end it.

She grabbed Nangong Xianyue's hand, pointed the knife in his hand at her slender neck, raised her head to meet his gaze, and said firmly: "Mr. Nangong, kill me or let me go."

Nangong Xianyue lowered her eyes and looked at her fragile blood vessels. If she was cut even slightly, she would gradually lose her life.

The eyes he looked at her were more stubborn and strange than ever before. Since when did she change? She stayed by his side every day, but he never noticed it.

They have been close friends since childhood and fought side by side, so why would they end up facing each other with swords?

"Bang" the butterfly knife fell to the ground.

"roll."

Hearing this word, Qiao Yisha's emotions that had been suppressed for so long could no longer be suppressed. No matter how Nangong Xianyue treated her, she could not hate him. She hated herself for being so disappointing and why she fell in love with someone who was as far away as the moon in the sky. Her breathing was trembling and tears welled up in her eyes. Her fate with Nangong Xianyue ended here.

Nangong Xianyue turned her back and walked towards the sofa.

After today, they would never see each other again in this life. Qiaosha raised her hand and almost hugged him uncontrollably, but then she woke up as if from a dream, put down her hand, and ran upstairs.

"You're ridiculous." A woman's voice suddenly rang out in the hall.

"Why did you come down?" Nangong Xianyue walked over and said with a smile.

Ning Wanrou gave him a cold look and answered irrelevantly, "It was you who asked her to kill Yun Qi, it was you who allowed her to deal with other women, it was you who made her go through life and death, it was you who said she was vicious, you men are such disgusting and heartless creatures."

Nangong Xianyue smiled indifferently, "You are right, I am a person who will do whatever it takes to achieve my goal."

"You will definitely regret letting her go." Ning Wanrou said and turned to leave. In the empty hall, the dim warm light only illuminated his figure, lonely and indifferent.

He stood there, his mind still on the scene when Qiao Yisha was there. He just wanted to warn her not to have any ideas about Ning Wanrou in the future, but the woman who had become very stubborn and obstinate at some point directly asked her to leave. She had been in Ferris for ten years. Was she really so disappointed? Disappointed enough to leave so decisively.

He admitted that Qiao Yisha had indeed helped him a lot. The moment she said she was leaving, he actually hesitated. Perhaps it was because he had been accustomed to her assistance over the years and he was a little uncomfortable for a moment. He felt that he needed to think about it.

But this woman actually threatened him with death. It was the first time he had been threatened in his life. He hated people who threatened him the most, but Qiao Yisha, who knew him best, did it. He felt that he could do it. He had never been a soft-hearted person. But when he held her butterfly knife, his mind came to his mind. When he was teaching Qiao Yisha how to use the butterfly knife, she was always cut by the knife due to the complicated operation, and her hands were always bleeding, but she never gave up. She said that the young master would teach her personally, and she must learn it so that she could protect him and fight alongside him.

He thought at that moment that maybe he wasn't that cruel.

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