Chapter 1198: Chapter 1218: Prince Nangong Is Angry 2
Nangong Yaoling sat by the bed, contentedly admiring Xia Xiaonuan wearing a silk nightgown, walking back and forth in the bedroom with her graceful curves.
She picked up the guitar on the floor next to her and couldn’t help but ask, "I only just found out now that you can play this!"
"Of course, your husband is multi-talented, there’s a lot you don’t know!"
"Really?" Xia Xiaonuan chuckled, "I used to think you were only good at picking up girls!" Saying this, she reached out and plucked the strings a few times, producing an unpleasant sound akin to a fart in the air.
Nangong Yaoling’s face darkened for a moment, and Xia Xiaonuan couldn’t help but feel a bit embarrassed.
"Who told you I’m only good at picking up girls?" Nangong Yaoling stood up, walked to her, and lifted her chin with one hand, "Xia Xiaonuan, is this what you think of me?"
Facing his intentionally cold face, Xia Xiaonuan quickly shook her head, "No... I just... just used to..."
"By the way, why did you look so angry when you saw the roses in the living room downstairs just now?" Nangong Yaoling couldn’t help but recall upon hearing her words.
This woman stormed up, could it be that she’s here to catch me cheating?
Xia Xiaonuan: "..."
A hint of awkwardness appeared on her face.
"Um... I was indeed angry because you didn’t tell me before making all these things in the house!"
"Liar." Nangong Yaoling frowned and said sternly, "Xia Xiaonuan, whenever you lie you don’t blink."
"..." He caught it.
What now?
Should I tell him the truth? But that doesn’t seem quite right?
Seeing Nangong Yaoling’s warning look, Xia Xiaonuan steeled herself, gritted her teeth, and said, "Just now Mingming told me you were at work, but when I came home I found you here with all this. I haven’t been home much lately, so... I instinctively thought..."
"Thought what?" Nangong Yaoling frowned, applying more pressure with his palm.
Xia Xiaonuan lowered her eyes and embarrassingly said in a small voice, "Thought you brought another woman home..."
Upon hearing this, Nangong Yaoling’s face turned a bit unpleasant.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Xia Xiaonuan, how have I treated you recently, don’t you know? And you still doubt me? Do you even have a brain?"
Xia Xiaonuan: "..."
Getting scolded, huh...
But what to do, maybe she’s watched too many soap operas, so she suddenly got carried away with her imagination and out of nowhere applied Sherlock Holmes-like detective spirit, and started imagining things.
But, she really didn’t mean to, argh.
"Um... I..." Xia Xiaonuan pouted slightly, awkwardly looking at Nangong Yaoling.
Nangong Yaoling simply released her, picked up the guitar, turned around, walked to the sofa nearby, and sat down.
Lowered his head, and started tuning the guitar.
Xia Xiaonuan stood there foolishly, listening to the guitar making "dun... la... ding..." sounds.
Her heart, for a moment, was filled with regret, wishing she could hit her head against the wall.
Yes, Nangong Yaoling personally prepared so much for her and deliberately didn’t tell her to surprise her.
Yet she misunderstood him, almost turning the surprise into a shock.
Of course, the shock was to Nangong Yaoling...
If it were her, carrying such false charges, she’d surely want to cry too.
Although Nangong Yaoling didn’t cry, as he sat there, his proud figure emitted a cold aura all over, not saying a word.
That expression made her feel even worse.
