899 A Million Times for You 261 (2/2)
”Talk is cheap. Who's going to want to get to know my personality with those hideous looks of mine previously?”
”You're wrong. Your looks are only part of the reason why the men in Wei Ni Estate dislike you. Your personality is the main issue,” An Xiaoning said calmly.
”What's wrong with my personality? I have a great personality, your people here just don't know how to appreciate it,” she protested.
”Yes, yes, our men here lack the ability to appreciate such a wonderful personality like yours. Now that you've become beautiful, take your awesome personality with you and move out together with your parents.”
Bu Xianxian shifted her gaze toward Jin Qingyan and glowered at him with resentment in her eyes. ”Nick, are you really going to be so heartless?”
Unable to tolerate it any further, An Xiaoning interjected scornfully, ”He doesn't want to talk to you. In fact, he wants to shove some feces into your mouth.”
Glaring daggers at her, Bu Xianxian retorted, ”You're so crude with your words… I'm talking to Nick, not you. You don't have to answer on his behalf.”
”I'm sorry, but he's my man and I must answer on his behalf since he's so unwilling to talk to you. I wouldn't bother if it was someone else. Stop trying to emotionally blackmail him with the fact that you saved his life. Even if Qingyan doesn't, I'll help you and your family should your lives be put in danger in the future. You ought to know your place. Go embark on your pursuit for happiness with that plastic face of yours.”
An Xiaoning was already trying her best to be polite.
Bu Xianxian sneered, ”You were the one who badmouthed me in front of him, weren't you?”
”You're just measuring another's corn by your own bushel. If there's nothing else, pack your bags and leave with your parents,” said An Xiaoning, who could not be bothered to argue with her.
Seeing that there was no way to salvage the situation, Bu Xianxian turned around to leave without saying another word.
An Xiaoning grabbed his face and kissed him zealously. ”Well done!”
”Is this all I get as a reward?”
”What else are you expecting?”
”It's not enough.”
”Let's get married again.”
A silence filled the air. Jin Qingyan's eyes glistened in joy and surprise. However, the glimmer in his eyes soon faded.
”Didn't you say that you don't believe in marriage anymore? Didn't you say that you believe that you've been cursed? Why…”
An Xiaoning interrupted, ”My desire to become your wife again is far greater than my phobia toward marriage and overpowers my worries about the curse.”
He placed his hand on hers and gently caressed her skin with his fingertips.
”You're already enjoying the privileges and treatment that my wife would enjoy. You'll still be my woman, the mother of my son, and the mistress of this house, with or without that certificate.”