The moment their lips touched, both froze, seeing the disbelief in each other's expressions and eyes.
Zhuang Xueqi pushed the person away, repeatedly wiping her lips with the back of her hand, and burst into a tirade:
"Ning Yuan, are you fucking sick?"
He actually despised her?
Zhuang Xueqi's actions made Ning Yuan inexplicably annoyed. He was so handsome and rich; a simple gesture would have women throwing themselves at him. What right did she have to despise him?
"I'm sick, do you have medicine for it? Cure me then."
Zhuang Xueqi was so angry she was at a loss for words.
"I don't care why you came here, but I'm telling you, if anything happens to you, I'll definitely find a stepmother for Manman and Enbao!"
After saying that, she stomped down the stairs.
Zhuang Xueqi leaned against the wall, her chest heaving, her eyes slowly reddening.
It wasn't out of sadness or grievance, but out of regret and anger.
She should have killed that cheap woman Ou Liya!