The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories-Chapter 783 - 803: I Will Give You What You Want

The carriage was filled with her fragrance.

It smelled wonderful.

Once, because she had sat in his car, he didn’t open the windows for several days.

Afraid that her scent would be blown away by the wind.

Because to him, she was so distant, proud, and untouchable.

Or one could even say she was sacred.

Yet at this moment, with a passionate stance that he dared not even dream about, she uttered a line more brutal than cutting his flesh with a knife.

That single sentence seemed to stomp him like an ant, crushing him underfoot.

Just one sentence thoroughly shattered his dignity.

Qin Yi was dazed for a second, then he came to his senses and, like a jolt of electricity, suddenly pushed Nangong Zhongli away from him.

Nangong Zhongli was thrown back to her seat, glaring at him angrily with a hint of confusion, and she cursed, "Qin Yi, are you even a man?"

Qin Yi’s face turned ashen, he panted heavily, his bloodshot eyes glaring at her with pain and despair: "So in your eyes, that’s what I am. Nangong Zhongli, I always thought you were noble inside, now it seems I was blind."

Nangong Zhongli’s lips slowly curved into a cold smile.

She leaned her face closer to Qin Yi, her delicate face displaying a neurotic expression, she reached out and hooked his stern chin.

"Qin Yi... let me tell you, to get what I want, I can use any means necessary! I was never the angel you imagined... For love, I can become a docile sheep, and at the same time... I can also become a demon that kills without batting an eye."

Qin Yi suddenly grabbed her wrist.

He glared at her helplessly: "Nangong Zhongli, wake up. He isn’t worth you doing this for him!"

Nangong Zhongli’s lips lifted to one side, in her eyes, tears sparkled along with a malicious glint.

"I waited for him for five years, loved him for five years, do you know what five years means to a woman? From the first day I saw him at the racecourse, I was hopelessly in love with him!

Do you know..." A trace of reminiscence flickered in Nangong Zhongli’s pupils.

"Back then... He was wearing a white shirt, jeans, looking completely naive. Yet his gaze was so clear, so aspirational.

He was riding on horseback, his smile, clearer than the blue sky above, more dazzling than the sunlight that day.

When he noticed I was watching, he smiled at me.

At that moment, I felt like I fell from heaven to earth, from being a princess cherished by everyone, to a slave yearning for his fleeting glance.

Standing in the corner, for the first time, I felt myself so insignificant.

So I got on my horse and competed with him.

At that moment, I felt my whole life had changed. Do you understand that feeling? It’s like falling in love, like a stone dropped into a calm lake.

From that moment on, I could never escape.

I once felt the whole world was filled with darkness, betrayal, partings... but until I met him, he made me feel beauty and purity."

Listening to Nangong Zhongli’s words, Qin Yi’s heart seemed to be fiercely shaken by something over and over.

He knew that Qin Yi lost her father at a young age, her mother’s temperament was cold, and she had been devoted to Buddhist chanting for years, showing her neither warmth nor coldness.