Xia Xiaonuan looked at Nangong Yaoling's determined face, and in an instant, her heart turned to ashes!
She had done everything she could.
Perhaps, it was all fate!
Xia Xiaonuan looked at Nangong Yaoling, and a cold, mocking smile slowly pulled at the corner of her lips.
"Nangong Yaoling, you're even more heartless than I imagined! Before, it was my mistake, my mistake for not leaving you sooner!"
Nangong Yaoling sat there without moving, not even looking at Xia Xiaonuan, only the hand placed on his leg gradually tightened. The veins on the back of his hand bulged.
"Since you insist on pushing me, forcing me to end an innocent life with my own hands, fine, I'll fulfill your wish! Nangong Yaoling, don't regret it!"
After speaking, Xia Xiaonuan stood up, facing Liang Shaochen; she raised the gun and aimed it at Liang Shaochen's body.
Liang Shaochen stood there, his handsome face still calm and composed.
"Xiaonuan, pull the trigger." Liang Shaochen slowly closed his eyes.
