Leng Ai Princess VS Fengyun Fourth Prince

Nangong Minglu took a few steps forward, and could see Han Xiyan's profile.

She stared obsessively, thinking of Amy's words - the greatest artwork of this century.

"You came!"

The cold voice sounded, Nangong Minglu came back to his senses, and blushed suddenly.

what is she doing?

What time is it, and you still have a nympho?

but……

After knowing each other for so long, she discovered for the first time that what was hidden under his indifferent and arrogant face was... fragility...

"Come and beg me?" There was a slight sarcasm on Han Xiyan's pale lips.

"Yes! You can come up with a condition!" Nangong Minglu's back was stiff, and his hands hanging beside his body were tensely clenched into fists.

"Hey..." Han Xiyan snorted, "What do you think you can exchange with me? Bringing Rong Baichuan, a beastly bastard, to justice is something that makes me wake up laughing even in my dreams..."

"Shut up! You are not allowed to insult him like this! He is your father! No matter how much you deny it, he brought you up. Legally, he is still your guardian and your father!"

Hearing Han Xiyan slandering his father like this, Nangong Minglu was furious, his eyes almost burst into flames.

Before coming here, she advised herself to be patient, to lower her figure, and to have a good talk with Han Xiyan, but within a few words, Han Xiyan drove her mad.

She looked at Han Xiyan with hatred.

He actually said that Dad is a bastard with a human face and a beast heart!

She hates him!

Hate him all my life!

"Father?" Han Xiyan's fire-breathing eyes were full of madness that would destroy everything. "My misery is not due to him! He raised me up? Don't worry! I will definitely thank him for the rest of my life!"

Angrily shouting, carrying deep-seated hatred and curses, Nangong Minglu shivered in horror.

With slightly trembling arms, she took the recording pen out of her pocket and handed it to Han Xiyan, "It's not what you think, all the truth is in it, after you hear it, you will understand!"

Han Xiyan slammed the recording pen down on the ground, "Are you trying to play some tricks again? Nangong Minglu! I've seen too much of your stuff! I'll never believe it again!"

"Han Xiyan! You bastard!" Nangong Minglu was angry.

Why does he have to remind her of how unbearable she used to be every time they meet?

How long will he remember things that can be turned into fossils in the past?

"Hmph!" Han Xiyan snorted coldly, "There's nothing else you can do!"

Nangong Minglu's body froze immediately.

The burning anger in his chest seemed to be extinguished by the sudden pouring rain in an instant.

——She came to beg Han Xiyan to let her father go, not to quarrel with him...

She took a deep breath.

"Han Xiyan, don't you want revenge? This is your best chance! If you don't seize this opportunity, you will never even think about revenge for the rest of your life!"

"Are you threatening me?" Han Xiyan approached her with an increasingly threatening aura.

"I'm stating the facts! With the strength of the Rong's consortium, without your help, we can rescue Dad, but it just takes time. If you don't seize this opportunity for revenge, you will never want to take revenge for the rest of your life! "

"What do you want to exchange with me?"

Han Xiyan took a few more steps forward, getting closer and closer to her, so close that he could almost smell the girlish fragrance on her body.

Nangong Minglu took a few steps back nervously, his limbs were cold and his body was stiff, "The pain I gave you when you were a child, today you can pay back together!"

"What's that?" Han Xiyan snorted coldly with disdain, "I want to see if the cruel little witch is really so great? Is she willing to sacrifice everything for her father's freedom?"

In the backlit sunlight, Han Xiyan leaned over slightly, stretched out his fingers to lift Nangong Minglu's chin, forcing her to face him.

He smiled arrogantly but somewhat contemptuously, and slowly pressed his thin lips towards hers.