Chapter 1304 - 664: Mo Han and Wanwan Arc - The Ache in My Heart
Chapter 1304 - 664: Mo Han and Wanwan Arc - The Ache in My Heart
After a pause, he added, "Of course, you can also refuse, but you should know, Ning Wan... aside from me, probably no one else can find out the truth about your parents’ death, and no one else can bring the people behind it to justice."
He knew the kind of people Ning Wan was acquainted with, how many she knew, and the strength they had, so he dared to conclude that besides seeking help from him, Ning Wan had no one else to turn to.
It wasn’t that Xi Mohan was overly confident, but rather that the people behind it were difficult to deal with.
Ning Wan understood Xi Mohan even less, and she was just a teenage girl. A couple of years ago, she was like a little fool, only remembering her affection for Xi Mohan. Although she had told herself not to continue liking this man, she was unable to control her feelings.
For instance, upon hearing Xi Mohan’s words, especially the part where he wanted her to stay by his side, her heart, which she had tried to suppress, started to beat uncontrollably again.
Yet, she still couldn’t grasp what Xi Mohan intended to do. Didn’t he dislike and despise her?
Her hand by her side unconsciously clenched into a fist, and despite the confusion in her heart, her mouth reacted even faster than her brain. Her pink lips slightly parted, she asked, "Don’t you dislike me? Why... why?"
Hearing Ning Wan’s words, Xi Mohan’s expression deepened. After about a minute of silence, he spoke, "I indeed do not like you."
Ning Wan’s heart inexplicably felt like it was being gripped by a large hand, and then squeezed tightly, making her feel as if she had been cut by a knife.
Even though she knew from the beginning that this man did not like her, hearing him admit it so openly and naturally still made Ning Wan feel incredibly fragile, to the point of wanting to cry.
Biting her lower lip, she desperately held back her urge to cry, staring at him with pursed lips, waiting for his next words.
Xi Mohan gave her a faint glance without much emotional fluctuation, then said, "Even though I don’t like you, it doesn’t seem to stop you from staying by my side. Thinking carefully, I find you quite interesting. It’s just that I don’t have a woman by my side for now, and you... don’t you like me?"
[This statement struck Ning Wan hard; although her liking for Xi Mohan was no secret, having it stated so bluntly, she suddenly felt as though a deeply guarded secret of her own had been exposed, making her inexplicably blush.]
After quite a while, only when her hand tightened into a fist and her nails dug into her flesh, causing a sharp pain that snapped her back to reality, did she take a deep breath. Staring at him, she said, "Are you suggesting that I stay by your side, as your mistress?"
Although she was still young, she understood a lot, being quite mature for her age.
Otherwise, how could she maintain a fondness for this man for so long?
The term "mistress" was sensitive, nearly as stigmatizing as being a third party.
So when she uttered it, she felt as if her heart was once again being tightly grasped by that large hand and squeezed forcefully.
Xi Mohan’s eyes shifted slightly upon hearing Ning Wan’s words, his lips slowly curving into a slight smile. He had never really considered having Ning Wan as his mistress, and his previous suggestion to let her stay by his side had just been a spur-of-the-moment thought. Nevertheless, her saying so now provided him an excuse.
Mistress...
Ha.
Ning Wan’s gaze remained fixed on Xi Mohan’s face, noticing his faint, barely noticeable smile. She suddenly felt a moment of disorientation, almost as if she were hallucinating.
Could Xi Mohan be... smiling?
Noticing her gaze, the man with the slightly curved lips quickly regained his composure, and his smile faded completely. He eyed her coolly and said, "Yes, just as you said."
What a pity...
At this moment, Ning Wan’s heart calmed down, but seeing Xi Mohan stop smiling made her feel quite a sense of loss.
After all, Xi Mohan looked truly handsome when he smiled, far better than when he wore a cold expression.
...
A few minutes later, Ning Wan was carried to a guest room on the second floor by Xi Mohan.
Sitting on the bed, she didn’t blink as she looked at the man before her and directly asked, "When will you tell me the truth?"
Earlier, Xi Mohan didn’t directly tell her but carried her up instead. Ning Wan didn’t dare to anger this man, so she suppressed her urge to find out the truth and obediently let him carry her up.
Although today marked the first time Xi Mohan had carried her, she was excited from the start and remained incredibly excited, unable to calm down.
Yet thinking of her parent’s situation, her excitement felt like it had been doused with cold water.
Moreover, thinking about her current position, she somewhat didn’t want to accept it.
She genuinely liked Xi Mohan, even loved him, yet this didn’t mean she could calmly accept being his mistress.
What she envied, what she desired was a lifelong union like her parents had, growing old together in love.
And the person she wanted this with was Xi Mohan.
So she refused to be just his mistress.
But now, she had no choice.
After placing her on the bed, Xi Mohan stood up straight.
He, standing at nearly one ninety meters tall, looked down at the girl sitting on the bed. His deep, hoarse voice resounded as he said, "Stay here tonight. I’ve only found a little bit of the truth about your parents’ matter. Tomorrow morning, once it’s thoroughly investigated, I’ll tell you everything."
So he wasn’t telling her tonight?
This thought immediately made Ning Wan’s expression serious, as she stared resolutely and said, "Xi Mohan, are you deceiving me?"
——There are three more Chapters, which might be updated quite late. Don’t wait up for me, girls. Read it in the morning when you wake up.
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