Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Nian Xiaomu’s mouth was suddenly covered.
With a look of contempt, Yu Yuehan threw a glance at her and asked indifferently, “I didn’t even say anything, so why are you crying?”
When Nian Xiaomu heard that, she tugged on his hands and retorted, “Even if you don’t say anything, wasn’t your conflicted expression enough to show the seriousness of the issue? You have just proposed to me, but I would be turning into a wife who was about to be abandoned by her husband before I could even catch a glimpse of my wedding dress. The worst thing is that I can’t even take a close look at my love rival—Is there anyone who is in such a sorry plight like I am?”
As she said this, she reached out and wiped the nonexistent tears away from the corners of her eyes.
Yu Yuehan tapped on her forehead and asked, “Nian Xiaomu, were you too immersed in your acting?”
“What do you know!” Nian Xiaomu slapped his hand away.
Immersed in acting? That was an absolute humiliation—oh please, she was a born actor.
“And so, what is your relationship with this woman?” Nian Xiaomu wasn’t an easy target to fool. Since her act of invading his privacy had been exposed, she must get to the root of this question today.
This was just in case someone mentioned the topic of being a substitute to her again.
When Yu Yuehan heard what she said, he took another look at that sketch. After that, he opened his mouth faintly and said, “I don’t know her.”
“…” Nian Xiaomu stared blankly.
She was really dumbfounded.
She had thought of all sorts of answers, including the positive and negative ones.
However, she had never thought that he would straightaway tell her that he didn’t know the girl in the drawing!
“You’re speaking nonsense! Why did you keep her portrait if you don’t know her?” Nian Xiaomu stared at him with a doubtful gaze immediately.
She wanted so badly to see through his entire body and look into his heart to see if he was lying to her.
The next second, Yu Yuehan pressed her into his embrace.
Just when she wanted to move, his huge hand had already placed itself on her head; for some unknown reason, his deep voice carried a tinge of sexiness in it…
“You’re the only one I need. The rest are all unnecessary.”
Ah! Ah! Ah!
Why did he suddenly tell her words of love? That’s against the rules!
As Nian Xiaomu leaned against his chest, her entire body had turned wobbly and her willpower had softened as well—She was already considering if she should give up on extorting a confession.
As she laid in his embrace, she grumbled softly, “I don’t know how Wen Yadai managed to discover that you kept a drawing of a woman in your study. She had specially told me that this woman was Xiao Liuliu’s mother and that you only liked me because I resembled her. I was upset for a very long time because of this.”
“I didn’t believe what she said originally, but you didn’t give me the Queen’s Ring after you bought it the other time. Also, it just so happens that the woman in the drawing was wearing the Queen’s Ring. This was why I misunderstood…” Nian Xiaomu’s voice turned softer as she spoke. She seemed to feel embarrassed and buried her face in his chest.
As Yu Yuehan hugged her tightly, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the drawing.
He truly did not have any impression of it.
He didn’t even remember that he had such a drawing in his study room.
“It must have been a coincidence regarding the ring.”
The Queen’s Ring had more than 100 years of history.
There was definitely more than one owner of this ring.
It wasn’t a surprise that someone had sketched it in a drawing.
As Yu Yuehan ran his long fingers through her silk-like hair and played with it, the rays of light that seeped past the gaps in her hair landed on that sketch.
Yu Yuehan stared at the drawing. All of a sudden, something flashed past his mind.
“What?” Nian Xiaomu heard his voice and lifted her head up in a daze.
Very quickly, she snapped back to her senses and sat up swiftly.
“Have you remembered who the woman in the painting is?”