Note the sweet scale

Chapter 50

Falling into the man's arms, Yi Meng hadn't regained her composure when the man's voice rushed into her ear corridor with heat.

"Don't you think, you owe me an explanation?!"

Yi Meng turned her face away, her pink lips parted with astonishment, and doubts were written in her pair of big eyes.

Explanation? !
"Explain what?"

Situ Nanke grasped the right hand of her wrist and unconsciously tightened it.

"That man, why do you like him?!"

He was clearly inferior to him in everything, so could it be that she gave up on him because of that bastard?

Thinking about it, I hate it until my teeth itch.

Han Xuesong? !

As soon as he was mentioned, Yi Meng's small face immediately collapsed.

"I'm blind!"

"I don't think you are blind, you are simply stupid, brain-dead, and retarded!" Situ Nanke leaned over, grabbed Yi Meng's arm and squeezed her on the dining table, "What's so good about him, um, what do you think? !"

He completely yelled the last three words.

Six years.

In the beginning, he looked for her like a lunatic, because he only met at the dance, and she rarely mentioned the emotions at home, so he didn't know much about her.

It looks like a headless chicken, bumping around.

Finally, I used someone to inquire about her school, but when I rushed over, I found that she had dropped out of school, and when I found her home phone number, it turned out to be an empty number.

For almost a year, he drove around the streets of New York every day, going to all the Chinese parties he hated before, just to see her shadow again.

What about her?

Like a gust of wind, it disappeared without a trace.

He had to give up, try to get back on his feet, and he worked hard, like a madman, from morning till night.

But she was like a spell, even if he was just in a daze, she would come out from the bottom of his heart and scratch his nerves like a cat's claw.

He had to work non-stop, so tired that he fell asleep in front of the computer every day, so as to escape the curse.

It took him three full years to recover from this state little by little, and become that cynical Situ Nanke again.

However, no one knew that what came back was only the appearance.

As early as after meeting her, it was impossible for him to go back.

Now, he finally found her, but as for her, she was feeling sad for a shitty bastard!

Yi Meng made him yell stupid.

After being stunned for more than ten seconds, he came back to his senses.

The face of the man in front of him was full of anger, gloomy and angry like the sky before the storm, but his pair of eyes had an emotion that she couldn't see through besides anger.

He grabbed both arms, and the man's palms were like iron tongs, as if he wanted to break her arms.

"Why are you crazy, you, let me go!" She struggled instinctively, "That's right, I'm a fool, brain-dead, mentally handicapped...Why do you care about me!"

Why?
Situ Nanke abruptly grabbed her and stood up straight from the chair. The chair slid back and scraped the floor making a sharp noise.

Yi Meng swayed and fell to the ground uncontrollably.

"Why do you say I am?" Situ Nanke knelt down, looked down at her condescendingly, then stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, "You think you're pretending to be a fake, don't you think I won't recognize you... ...Tell you, I recognize you even when you turn into ashes!"

Yi Meng was forced by him to raise her face, and seeing the man's angry face, she was just confused.

Behind him, the decorative vase on the table has tilted, and the water inside is dripping downwards. The bottle has rolled all the way to the edge of the table and is about to fall.

(End of this chapter)