"I don't understand!" Xia Xiaonuan stood up, glaring at Nangong Jinlie, and said desperately, "What makes you so sure that I'm that devil? What makes you think I would harm Nangong Yaoling?
You have been so self-assured all your life. If you truly believe in God, why are you driving me away? Aren't you afraid that by doing so, you're going against God's will and could bring punishment upon yourself and those around you?!"
"How dare you!" Nangong Jinlie suddenly stretched out his hand and slammed it onto the table.
The teacups on the table started shaking.
Xia Xiaonuan fearlessly stared at Nangong Jinlie.
Because of Xia Xiaonuan's words, Nangong Jinlie's face turned alternately red and white, his eyes widened, as if in the next moment he would strangle Xia Xiaonuan.
The housekeeper was frightened by the scene and quickly stepped forward.
"Sir, please don't get angry. The young lady is just full of youthful exuberance and speaks without thinking. Please don't take it to heart!"
