Chapter 183 - 185 【185】Only He Can Bully 1
Actually, whether it was before when he had no feelings for Xia Xiaonuan, or now when he suddenly became interested in this woman,
he would make everyone understand one thing.
That is, whether he neglects or cherishes this woman.
After all, she is his wife.
Her name, in a certain way, also represents him.
Therefore, as Nangong Yaoling’s wife, he can bully and neglect her, but no one else is allowed to harm her.
This might also be a kind of instinctive protection from him.
Just like his family and friends around him.
He can argue and fight with them.
But he won’t let outsiders harm them in the slightest.
That includes Xia Xiaonuan, and also Nangong Feihong.
Nangong Yaoling extinguished the cigarette butt, too lazy to continue entangling with this woman.
He turned around directly, opened the car door, and elegantly and swiftly got into the car.
The car started, and Yang Zi’er couldn’t help but step back.
Until the car slid past her.
She looked at the direction where the car was going and silently said.
"Nangong Yaoling, I hate you! I will never... never let this go so easily!"
Xia Xiaonuan changed her clothes and came out of the dressing room.
Just in time to see Yang Zi’er walking in from outside.
She still wore sunglasses, with a smile at the corner of her lips.
People passing by looked at them with strange and cautious glances.
But Yang Zi’er stretched out her hand and patted Xia Xiaonuan on the shoulder.
"Xiaonuan, if there’s anything you don’t understand during our scene today, remember to ask me." Yang Zi’er’s voice seemed full of enthusiasm.
She even appeared to be very close to her.
Xia Xiaonuan found her touch somewhat repulsive but still showed a fine and a peaceful smile, taking a small step back to cleverly avoid her hand.
"Yes, and please guide me more!" She can act; of course, she can too. Both are old hands at this game, trying to play tricks on me?
"Of course." Yang Zi’er pretended to withdraw her hand casually, turned around, and entered the makeup room.
In the moment they brushed past each other, the scent of Yang Zi’er’s perfume almost made Xia Xiaonuan faint.
Qi Yue saw her and walked up to her, pulling her to the side and asked, "Xiaonuan, why are you still talking to her? Don’t you know what kind of person she is? A seductive fox!"
Qi Yue’s exaggerated expression of anger made Xia Xiaonuan burst into laughter.
"Of course, I know what kind of person she is. But I’m here to act, not to compete for favors, right? We’ll face whatever comes our way. Besides, we do have to perform a scene together; it wouldn’t be good for anyone if it got too awkward."
"Sigh..." Qi Yue sighed, "Xiaonuan... it’s really troubling for you!"
But Xia Xiaonuan didn’t feel troubled at all. Because she didn’t care how many women were around Nangong Yaoling, how could she feel troubled?
It’s just a little annoying. But how can everything in life go as one wishes?
As long as Yang Zi’er doesn’t bother her, leaving a way out for others is also leaving a way out for herself.
At the beginning, Nangong Yaoling wanted her to be the heroine. She refused, not because she feared Yang Zi’er, nor because she doubted her own acting.
She just wanted to become a top actress, but she didn’t want to get that title in an improper way.
And she didn’t want to bear the scorn and suspicion of the world while holding that title in the future.
Public opinion is terrifying. She has done her part and leaves the rest to fate.