The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories-Chapter 889 - 909: Why Is Xiaonuan So Foolish

"Hong, it was the Young Mistress herself who insisted on leaving with Situ Yan! The Young Master already..."

Nangong Yaoling’s cold gaze swept towards Qin Yi, like a tiger about to rage.

He was already in enough pain, yet they dared to expose his scars for others to see!

Realizing he’d misspoken, Qin Yi’s body trembled with anxiety, and he quickly bowed his head, "I’m sorry, Young Master I..."

"Get out!" Nangong Yaoling fiercely pushed Nangong Feihong and Qin Yi aside and strode outside.

The bodyguards hurriedly followed from a distance.

Nangong Feihong stood there in shock, "How could this happen... Xiaonuan... How could Xiaonuan be so foolish?"

"Xiaonuan might have had her reasons she couldn’t share..." Qi Yue said softly.

At this moment, Nangong Zhongli, standing nearby, slightly raised her eyebrows.

She stepped forward.

"Miss Qi Yue, you’re Xiaonuan’s best friend, could it be... you know something? If you do know, you should let the Young Master know immediately." Nangong Zhongli said unhurriedly.

Instantly, all eyes turned to Qi Yue.

Qi Yue was stunned, and after a few seconds, quickly said, "I... I’m just guessing... After all, the person Xiaonuan loves in her heart should be the Young Master."

"Since it’s just speculation, don’t make rash conclusions. The truth is before us, Miss Qi Yue, it was Xia Xiaonuan who insisted on leaving in front of the Crown Prince. If you speak like this in front of the Crown Prince without evidence, you’ll risk angering him."

Qi Yue froze in place, faced with Nangong Zhongli’s sharp gaze and her imposing presence, and quickly nodded.

"I, I understand..."

Nangong Zhongli smiled at her, though her gaze was cold, then turned and walked outside.

Qi Yue clutched at her hem.

What did she mean? Could Xiaonuan really have willingly left?

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"Let me go! Let me out!"

There was a dim roar of low shouts echoing through the expansive villa.

Inside the bedroom of the villa, one of Liang Shaochen’s hands was locked to the bedpost, his wrist already red and raw from struggling, as he angrily shouted toward the door.

At this moment, a bodyguard walked in from outside and said, "Young Master, please stop shouting, the master has gone to the company! The master is truly thinking for your own good; we don’t have the key now, so even if you shout all day, no one will release you."

Liang Shaochen said angrily, "What right does he have to confine me? Go find Liao Ping! I want to see him!"

"Mr. Liao is with the master now, it’s hard for him to get away. Young Master..." The bodyguard, seeing his state, felt a pang of compassion and said, "Talk to the master tonight, Miss Zhong Li is so perfect, why can’t you agree with the master’s wishes?"

"Get out! Get out!" Liang Shaochen, infuriated, grabbed a lamp from the side and hurled it savagely at the bodyguard.

Startled, the bodyguard quickly fled out the door.

"Young Master, I’m sorry... I really can’t help you..."

"Get out!" Liang Shaochen glared, cursing.

His whole being collapsed wearily onto the bed.

"Xiaonuan... Qiqi..." he muttered softly at whatever thoughts came to mind.

How are you now?

That day, after calling Xiaonuan, his father had drugged the tea, and when he awoke, he was tied to this bed.

Insistent that he wed Nangong Zhongli.

He wasn’t bothered about being confined, it’s just... just he’s worried about how Qiqi is now.

Liang Shaochen closed his eyes helplessly.