The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories-Chapter 883 - 903: Xia Xiaonuan, Who Will You Choose? (Part 5)

The scene immediately descended into chaos. The airport security rushed over upon hearing the commotion. However, the men of Nangong Yaoling and Situ Yan were blocking the way, leaving the security guards too stunned to advance.

The men of Nangong Yaoling and Situ Yan surged forward, but when they saw the two fighting, none dared to intervene.

Xia Xiaonuan said, "Calm down! Nangong Yaoling, do you think violence can solve the problem? Have you forgotten what you promised me?"

Hearing her voice, Nangong Yaoling paused. Taking the opportunity, Situ Yan grabbed his collar and delivered a fierce punch, knocking Nangong Yaoling to the ground.

As Nangong Yaoling lay on the ground, Xia Xiaonuan’s words echoed in his ears.

"Nangong Yaoling... have you forgotten what you promised me?"

"Xia Xiaonuan, from now on, I won’t entangle with you anymore. From now on, you can be with whoever you want! If I, Nangong Yaoling, ever grovel to you again, begging you to come back, then I’m no man!"

Those were the words he had spoken.

He had stated he would never entangle her again!

But... but today, he wasn’t here to beg her. Nangong Feihong had already told him that Situ Yan didn’t have a relationship with her that night.

Which means the child might not be Situ Yan’s at all!

Could it be... he had misunderstood her? Did she have unspeakable hardships?

Qin Yi quickly stepped forward to support Situ Yan.

"Young Master..." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

He looked at Xia Xiaonuan with pained eyes, "Young Mistress... you must have been compelled to leave with this man, right? Explain it to the Young Master, he’s here, he won’t let anyone bully you!"

Xia Xiaonuan was slightly taken aback.

Situ Yan couldn’t help but look at Xia Xiaonuan.

Although outwardly expressionless, his eyes betrayed a trace of panic.

That kind of panic from fear of loss was completely different from the murderous and ruthless aura he had when facing Nangong Yaoling just moments ago.

Xia Xiaonuan stood there, dumbfounded.

Nangong Yaoling got up and slowly walked to Xia Xiaonuan.

"Xia Xiaonuan... I already know that you weren’t with Situ Yan that night. It was Feihong who misunderstood you, right?"

Situ Yan’s body stiffened, and he closed his eyes.

Damn you, Nangong Feihong!

Nangong Yaoling’s pupils were profoundly deep. He gazed at her intently, and suddenly, he reached out and grasped Xia Xiaonuan’s hand.

"Xiaonuan... I want you to tell me that everything was forced by Situ Yan! You never wanted to leave... the child is mine, you have your reasons, right?"

Xia Xiaonuan noticed that Nangong Yaoling’s hand, holding her wrist, was trembling slightly.

The corner of his lips was stained with traces of blood. After not seeing each other for a week, he seemed to have lost a lot of weight, his chin now sharp.

His complexion appeared haggard.

He was nothing like the high and mighty, arrogant Prince Nangong who didn’t care about anything.

He looked deeply into her eyes, his warm palm touched the pulse on her wrist.

Xia Xiaonuan felt the warmth from his palm seemed to flow through her pulse, trickling into her heart.

Why did he let her see him? Why... did he have to appear, forcing her to choose?

At this moment, she wished he hadn’t appeared!

The last line of defense in her heart seemed on the verge of collapse. Seeing Nangong Yaoling like this was more painful than being stabbed by a knife.

"I..." Xia Xiaonuan’s lips quivered, and in an instant, tears welled up in her eyes.