Mr. Nian, Your Wife Refuses To Be The Substitute Novel - Chapter 34
Chapter 34: Wife, Your Husband is Here
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Nian Lie stood at the door. His dark eyes swept past the two of them holding hands inside as thousands of waves surged.
“…”
Outside the door, the manager and Lu Zhui were both there. When they saw the scene inside, no one dared to speak.
The scene was stagnant, almost frozen.
“Lu Zhui.”
The man was stunned and immediately understood. He shielded the manager from interfering with their conversation.
The door closed.
Nian Lie strode forward with his long legs. His tall figure was especially tall and oppressive in front of the two of them.
Ning Qing’s lips trembled. She wanted to say something, but Nian Lie took the initiative.
He glanced at the dishes on the table with a cold expression.
“Young Master Yan, you’re really in high spirits.”
Yan Sichen naturally let go of Ning Qing. His hand, which was wearing an exquisite watch, leaned against the table and held it weakly.
He raised his head slightly and looked into Nian Lie’s eyes.
His tone was not to be outdone.
“I could say the same to you, President Nian.”
Nian Lie grabbed the bench and placed it behind him.
He sat down and naturally crossed his long legs and leaned back in the chair.
“Young Master Yan is my wife’s young acquaintance. Since you’re her friend, you’re naturally my friend as well.”
“…”
He lit a cigarette and held it between his fingers. His king-like aura was firm and cold.
Ning Qing faced him diagonally and did not feel any friendliness from him.
His cold eyes flashed past her face. Ning Qing subconsciously lowered her eyes to avoid looking into his eyes.
The coldness on Nian Lie increased.
He asked, “What were you two talking about earlier? Tell me, let me hear it too.”
His roguish demeanor made Yan Sichen momentarily speechless.
Ning Qing hated his attitude. Her bright eyes were filled with coldness. “Don’t speak to us like this.”
“Us?”
He raised his voice slightly and Ning Qing’s back tensed.
Nian Lie sneered. “Dear, did you get the wrong person? Your husband is here.”
“…”
Ning Qing trembled uncontrollably.
It was not because the word “dear” was sweet, but because she could hear his threat and warning.
The cigarette burned halfway. The ashes fell to the wooden ground and shattered into dust, never to be seen again.
A cold smile hung on his lips. “You have nothing else to say, right? Then come with me.”
His expression changed so quickly. He stood up and crossed the distance between them. He grabbed Ning Qing’s arm in a rough manner without any pity.
Ning Qing’s face turned white.
Yan Sichen suddenly stood up and held Nian Lie’s arm. He stopped him sternly. “Nian Lie!”
“…”
“You’re hurting her!”
Nian Lie’s smile grew wider. His deep facial features rippled with some craziness and even a little twisted.
“She’s my woman. It’s up to me if it hurts. Young Master Yan can’t find a woman to play with anymore, so he’s controlling my wife?”
Ning Qing looked at him in shock. He… he could actually say such ugly things!
“Nian Lie, what are you talking about?”
At the same time that she felt aggrieved, her eyes turned red.
“In your eyes, are all men and women gathered together to do that kind of unbearable thing?”
Nian Lie did not speak.
Ning Qing smiled bleakly. Water filled her eyes. “That’s true. You even suspect your own wife. Who else will you trust?”
He said coldly, “If you really think of yourself as my wife, you should know your limits.”
Ning Qing asked, “When rumors spread outside, did you treat yourself as my husband?”
Nian Lie gritted his teeth. Anger dyed his dark eyes red. “Then who do you think he is?”
“A good person.” Ning Qing looked at him and defined, “Someone better than you.”
“…”
Nian Lie closed his eyes tightly.
He knew that if he continued talking to her, he would not be able to control himself.
When he opened his eyes again, it was already cold and silent.
He looked at the silent Yan Sichen with malice.
“He just finished meeting a few women at the hotel this morning. Now, he’s meeting you privately here. Ning Qing, you have good taste.”
