I Don’t Like You Talking About a Divorce, Understand?

Ning Qing was grabbed by Nian Lie and pulled back to Yun Jing No.1.

As soon as they reached the living room, he pulled her and threw her on the sofa.

“Ning Qing, are you ignoring my words?”

He had warned her not to contact Yan Sichen again.

Not only did she not listen, but she even ate with him!

Ning Qing felt dizzy for a moment. She looked up and shouted angrily, “Why should I listen to you?!”

Nian Lie took a step forward and raised one leg. He knelt beside her leg and grabbed her struggling hand.

It was extremely oppressive from top to bottom.

“I’m your husband.”

Ning Qing sneered. “What husband? A husband who is fooling around with other women and has scandals?”

“…”

“I don’t need it!”

Nian Lie had always thought that he was a rational person who was almost cold. Even if someone really provoked him, he could calm down his fluctuating emotions in a short time and resolve the problem calmly.

Just like in the past, he thought that he could calmly resolve today’s matter.

He even thought so before he went home.

However, at this moment, when Ning Qing said that she did not need him as her husband, his calm heart was broken again.

It was as cold as winter.

“Say that again.”

Ning Qing glared at him with grievance and said word by word,

“I said, I don’t want to be with you. I want to divorce you!”

A large hand suddenly attacked her neck.

Ning Qing’s eyes widened as she looked at him in disbelief.

In the light, the man in front of her clearly still had the same face, but it was so cold that it made her shudder.

Nian Lie’s expression was cold and emotionless.

However, his hands were constantly exerting strength.

Ning Qing frowned. Her other free hand pinched his wrist. “Let go of me… Nian Lie, uh…”

There was no light in the man’s dark eyes, he was like a statue.

“I don’t like you mentioning the word divorce, understand?”

“…”

The suffocating feeling slowly piled up in his chest and became more and more obvious.

Ning Qing’s face turned red, and she almost did not have the strength to fight him.

At this moment, she was like a tiny ant. He only needed to use his hands to crush her.

Fear finally crept into his heart.

A tear slowly fell from the corner of Ning Qing’s eye.

Her hands drooped down.

Just as she thought that she would die in his hands, Nian Lie suddenly shook her off.

“Cough…”

The moment the oxygen entered her lungs, Ning Qing felt like she had been reborn. She began to cough violently, and her tears gushed out.

When he heard the strong cough, Nian Lie’s consciousness returned. His trembling hands slowly fell to his sides.

“From now on, don’t see Yan Sichen again.”

Ning Qing nodded as she cried.

She was afraid. She was really afraid.

He was a lunatic!

At that moment, she really thought that he would strangle her to death…

Nian Lie clenched his fists. “Don’t go again if the people from the old residence come over again.”

Ning Qing covered her neck and could not make a sound. She could only nod again.

“…”

Nian Lie reached out toward her neck.

Ning Qing stepped back in fear. Tears hung at the end of her eyes, but she was still trying to dodge his touch.

His eyes darkened, and he could not force out a word.

She retracted her hand in midair.

He turned around, strode away, and left.

Ning Qing looked at his departing figure, and her breathing slowly stopped.

After a long time, she stopped trembling and wanted to get up to fetch the water on the table.

She reached out, and the redness on it made her stop in her tracks.

Where did the blood come from?