Mr. Nian, Your Wife Refuses To Be The Substitute Chapter 33 – Qing Qing, Do You Want to Divorce Nian Lie?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Jing Yue.

In a private room.

The environment was elegant, and the table was filled with exquisite and delicious dishes.

Ning Qing and Yan Sichen were both silent. The only sound in the room was the occasional clink of chopsticks.

Yan Sichen looked at the unusually calm Ning Qing and stood up. He picked up a prawn with the chopsticks and placed it in her bowl.

Ning Qing suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with shock.

Yan Sichen’s heart softened.

He whispered, “What’s wrong? You’re still distracted.”

Ning Qing did not want him to worry. She wanted to smile, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not smile.

She sighed.

Yan Sichen said, “Qing Qing, you don’t have to force yourself.”

“…”

“Laugh if you’re happy, cry if you’re unhappy. You’ve always been like this. Why have you grown up instead? Your emotions are not as pure as before?”

Perhaps it was because she had heard him speak of the past, or because of the repeated questions from the reporters earlier, or… because when she was alone and helpless, she did not expect the first person in her mind to be Nian Lie…

She felt it was ridiculous, and she felt even more helpless and sad.

He was the person who had put her in such an embarrassing situation, but she actually subconsciously thought that he would suddenly be kind and help her!

Ning Qing was ashamed of her delusion.

“…”

Her hand, which was holding the chopsticks, trembled slightly. She used so much strength that her fingers hurt, but she still exerted strength as if she did not know the pain.

Yan Sichen realized that his hand on his thigh was about to raise to stop her from hurting herself, but he finally gave up.

The atmosphere turned from silent to heavy.

Ning Qing put down her chopsticks and said with slightly red eyes, “I’m sorry, Brother Sichen. I embarrassed myself in front of you again.”

Faced with her pretended relaxed tone, Yan Sichen forced a smile.

“It’s okay if I see it.”

“…”

Ning Qing lowered her eyes and avoided his.

Yan Sichen’s expression darkened as he said softly, “Qing Qing, when I came back this time, it seemed like you aren’t living well every time I see you.”

Some sadness that had just been buried surged out, almost drowning Ning Qing’s mouth and nose.

Her breathing was very light and slow.

“Yes, ever since I woke up, the entire world has changed.

With my sister gone, everyone thinks I caused her death. “

Ning Qing said softly, her words drifting.

“Dad and Mom blame me. The reporters who don’t know everything blame me. Even my husband is blaming me…”

Her smile was sad and dull, but it was also extremely touching.

“Actually, I think that sometimes too. If it weren’t for me, my sister wouldn’t have died.”

“…”

Yan Sichen clenched his fists tightly, his eyes slightly red.

The woman’s guilt, sadness, and despair were vividly reflected in her few words.

She had always been an angel in the past.

But now, it had been ruined.

He even had a part in it.

His heart was twisted by a knife, and his face was pale. The woman’s faint words shattered his last line of defense.

“If she didn’t die, or if I was the one who died, everything might have been different…”

“No!”

Ning Qing was stunned and looked at the man who had spoken with an intense tone.

Yan Sichen endured it silently, his eyes turning red. He gritted his teeth and asked, “Qing Qing, do you want to divorce Nian Lie?”

Ning Qing’s lips parted, surprised by his words.

“Brother Sichen…”

“I can help you.”

Yan Sichen no longer restrained himself. He held her wrist as if he wanted to say something earth-shattering.

“As long as you really want to divorce him, I can help you!”

His hand was hot as steel and he restrained her.

His words were hurried as if he would never have the chance to speak if he did not say it now.

“Qing Qing, you have to know that everything is not what you think. Ning Su’s death shouldn’t be your fault. It was just an accident, and…”

Bang!

The door to the private room was kicked open.

“And what?”