An ugly girl starts off, then becomes a beauty

Even though he was serious in public, Nie Ce had never really lost his temper. Not to mention losing his temper, he had never even shown a cold face to Sang Ling.

This was the first time she saw the word "indifference" on his face.

This look was really wrong. Even if he was jealous, he wouldn't question her in this way. Or did he know something before? Although it was unlikely - before, in the flower garden behind Jingsi Residence, they chose a place with few people coming and going. Cheng Ai and Wei Chu were guarding it, and Nie Guang had arranged people. It was impossible for any of his men to see it.

But it's not easy to say for sure about this kind of thing. What if there is an angle that she can't guess?

At this moment, the wind in the corridor stopped, and the main room was so quiet that it was a little suffocating.

She pondered for a moment and simply said, "Since you know, just ask me directly."

Instead of testing each other back and forth and making thousands of guesses in each other's hearts, it is better to be open and honest.

Originally, she and he were not opposites on this matter.

"what are you up to?"

Nie Ce's eyebrows were as cold as ice, and she couldn't help but stare at him.

Perhaps it was this strange atmosphere that blew over everyone, Wei Chu immediately pulled Zong Xiang and quietly retreated, and Ying Bushi also retreated to the wall wisely. The afternoon spring sunshine filled the room, the candlesticks burst, and finally there were some extra sounds. Sang Ling glanced at everything in the room from the corner of his eyes, listening to his own calm voice, "Let them fight each other."

As expected, Nie Ce was stunned.

The couple knew each other's private conversations, and just this one sentence was enough to unveil layer by layer.

"You are too reckless. Big brother is not that simple a person!" The coldness and alienation on his face just now turned into anger in an instant.

Nie Guang is indeed not such a simple person, his mind is so deep that perhaps no one can see through him. But - she only needs to make good use of her lust, just this one thing is enough. Lust makes people lose their minds, for most men in this world, it is the only way that has never changed.

"Really?" She became calmer and even wanted to laugh. "But he is obsessed with it now."

This earth-shattering statement obviously hit Nie Ce.

"Sang Ling!"

Angry shouts spread throughout the room, and she had to look up. She could see his blood-thirsty face. There was a huge difference in their body sizes, and she inevitably shuddered.

But as the fear spread, she suddenly remembered yesterday, when she was attacked by Shen Huajun at this time and place, and she also felt fear -

The anger and grievances that had accumulated in my heart immediately surged up again.

In order to make way for Nie Ce, no matter how much Nie Guang suffered, it had nothing to do with her. They were hesitant and timid, but she didn't have to be like that.

She was only worried that Yanu's death would be buried for a long time.

"Nie Ce, I don't expect you to help me. You all have to be embarrassed about this matter, and I have no reason to be embarrassed."

She also didn't want to be a fool who only agreed from beginning to end just for the sake of their so-called overall situation.

After saying this, Nie Ce was stunned again. Sang Ling could see the disbelief in his eyes. But once emotions were released, rationality was easily defeated. For a moment, she did feel regretful - knowing that these words were undoubtedly hurtful to him. Whenever Nie Jialang was at home, he would never ignore the disputes in the mansion. He was doing his best. She should have forgiven him... But the resentment that deepened day by day kept lingering in her heart. Before she completely avenged herself, she didn't know how to vent it.

Until this moment, she had pointed the finger at him.

Aim at this man who has always been nice to her.

"Who do you think you are?" Nie Ce's anger gradually faded, and his tone returned to its original coldness. "You are now the daughter-in-law of the Nie family. Are the things you do worthy of this identity?"

Once the collision begins, mutual harm is inevitable.

Sang Ling heard the sarcastic laugh coming from the lake in his heart. Even Nie Ce was, after all, a man of this era. Deep down, he took it for granted that his wife belonged to him and this family. Even if he had to compromise, he should follow their pace.

But such an idea conflicts with her original soul.

"I'm just myself." She finally let go of the conflict in her heart.

The tail end of the sound seemed to still linger in the room. Nie Ce looked at her blankly. She didn't know how much time had passed before the barrier was suddenly pushed open, and the sound of pulling echoed throughout the room.

Only when the man's back completely disappeared did she slowly raise her head and force back her tears.

Even though she had regrets, guilt, and even a guilty conscience, she had to admit that she felt happy at the moment. She even wanted to go a step further and reveal her deepest thoughts: she had never considered herself to be the so-called Nie family Sang or the wife of Marquis Mu Wu. Because of the constraints of the times, she had to be a dodder, trapped in a small space. For this reason, she tried her best when doing housework, just to let them know that what she got was not for nothing, and she still had the ability to do it.

Only in this way, perhaps you can be yourself happily and live according to your own likes and dislikes.