[Jiang Mier: Get out or die!]

[Jian Kexin: Jiang Mier, do you think I will be afraid of you?]

[Jiang Mier: I have committed crimes no less than a hundred times for him, and I don’t care if there is one more of you.]

[Jian Kexin: You are so cruel! Relying on the emperor's love for you, you are unscrupulous. Jiang Mi'er, you will not succeed. The woman who can stand by the emperor's side in the future will never be you!]

[Jiang Mier: Then I will make you a promise. I will burn a wedding photo with him and send it to your tombstone!]

[Jian Kexin: As you said, I am indeed just a ridiculous orphan, but you’d better not underestimate me!]

[Jiang Mier: Do you think you can touch me? As long as I say a word, you can get out of here immediately!]

[Jian Kexin: You are right, but unfortunately, you are not the only one who has this right!]

[Jiang Mi'er: Don't worry, she, Lin Nuanxi, is the second one. It's easier to deal with that innocent woman than dealing with you!]

Is it better to be a naive woman?

If it weren't for the facts in every frame of the TV picture, Lin Nuanxi would simply not believe it!

What Jiang Mi'er said was completely different from what Lin Nuanxi had seen of her!

Seeing the familiar face in the picture, Lin Nuanxi felt so distressed that she could barely breathe.

For her sake, Ke Xin even took poison and committed suicide to make her understand the truth.

The body in her arms was shaking violently with grief and anger. Young Master Di lowered his head and raised his hand to support her.

He locked the tears stubbornly in his eyes, showing his unwillingness to accept the facts.

"If that's not enough, I have more here for you to see."

"..."

"How about Lin Yeqing? Do you want to see her happy and jealous expression during Kexin's funeral?"

"..."

"About that painting, the person who really forced Yuan Mian to death, and..."

"..."

"An art teacher from a university in Ruicheng who is a role model is actually the secret lover of a rich man, a butcher lady. This is the front page of today's CSS Central News."

An art teacher at a university in Ruicheng? Isn’t she Lin Nuanxi?!

"impossible!"

"Would you like to hear who is the originator of the news?"

"Why!" Without even thinking, Lin Nuanxi could guess who broke the news.

However, she never thought that Lin Yeqing would hate her so much because Jiang Mier's palace was so deep!

From the beginning to the end, from the moment she stepped out of the orphanage until now, she has lived her life being used.

"I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it-"

"Now, you understand how stupid your naivety is!" Young Master Di grabbed her hands that were covering her ears away hatefully.

The clenched wrists and the excruciating pain go straight to the bottom of my heart!

"..." Lin Nuanxi was stunned, with so much bitterness in her heart that she couldn't even cry.

Only now did she truly understand the relieved smile on Jian Kexin's face.

The sense of self-blame in my heart is gradually decreasing.

Lin Nuanxi lowered her head and remained silent for a long time.

The voice of his subordinate came from Leng Zhao's headset. He looked at Young Master Emperor and nodded slightly: "Young Master Emperor, Miss Jiang is here."

"..."

Jiang Mier used this reason to visit the emperor at the funeral of her adopted sister Beitang Kexin.

The emperor's brows were quiet, and he lowered his head to look at the silent man in his arms.

Lin Nuanxi's beautiful starry eyes were still working faintly.

A layer of mist attached to the pain, with an amazingly beautiful femininity.

"Mr. Leng, please ask her to go to the living room and wait first. I'll delay the emperor for a while, so I can let him go down."
Chapter completed!