Chapter 491 - 492: An Unforgettable Night
Qin Yi was being choked, his face flushed red. He could barely breathe, but still insisted:
"Even if you kill me, I cannot let you be in danger, waiting to be... hit by a car." His voice became hoarse and muffled as his throat was pressed down.
Actually, with his strength, as long as he resisted a little, Nangong Zhongli wouldn’t stand a chance before him. But he chose not to resist at all, letting her hit and scold him.
He just gazed deeply at Nangong Zhongli.
Nangong Zhongli really wished she could strangle him to death; however, seeing him so obediently submissive, she found it meaningless. Deep down, she knew he was doing it for her own good.
But every time she saw him, she thought of that night!
Whenever she recalled it, she felt irritated and crazy.
But haven’t the events already happened? In fact, she never really disliked Qin Yi. He always followed Yaoling closely, risking life and limb, always maintaining a cool demeanor. Perhaps it was the professional quality of being the Nangong Family’s top assassin—no matter if Mount Tai collapsed before him, he would stand in front of Yaoling without a change in expression.
Sometimes, she even admired him.
But that didn’t mean she could accept that this man inexplicably got tangled up with her!
Because in her heart, she loved someone else!
Qin Yi closed his eyes, and Nangong Zhongli reluctantly let him go.
Qin Yi coughed forcefully a couple of times. Zhong Li felt her hand still carrying the warmth from his body, tingling unpleasantly. She quickly took out a tissue and wiped her hands vigorously.
Qin Yi was instantly hurt by her action.
Starting the car, he said indifferently, "I know, in Miss Zhong Li’s eyes, I’m not even fit to carry your shoes. Rest assured, from now on, I will never offend Miss Zhong Li again. I did the wrong thing, this life is yours to take whenever you want."
His voice was calm, but there was a trace of cold sarcasm in his tone.
Although Nangong Zhongli had always been haughty with a spoiled temperament, she never looked down on servants or the poor; in her eyes, there was no distinction of nobility or lowliness between people. Instead, the difference lay in people’s minds, not their circumstances.
Yet Qin Yi’s words were clearly mocking her, as well as mocking himself.
Nangong Zhongli’s body stiffened, realizing she had gone too far.
But she couldn’t bring herself to apologize, just muttering, "That time... it was just an accident. You don’t have to blame yourself too much."
Damn, clearly it was his fault, all his fault. Why did she even say this?
Right after she spoke, Nangong Zhongli regretted it.
Qin Yi felt a slight warmth in his heart.
He initially liked Nangong Zhongli, not just because of her appearance and disposition, but also because she was always very kind to the servants and never lost her temper without reason. She even assisted those with difficulties in their families;
This was where he saw her noble quality.
He really hadn’t misjudged her.
Thinking about it, Qin Yi felt even more guilty, believing himself utterly vile; but... thinking of that night, he did not feel regret.
Such thoughts made him wonder if he was too despicable, being unfair to Nangong Zhongli. Yet he felt joy in his heart. Did he have to weep and wail to be worthy of her?
Qin Yi felt extremely conflicted, his grip on the steering wheel slightly tightening.
Smelling her scent in the air, he found himself starting to crave this small space meant only for the two of them; thus, he unintentionally slowed down the car.