Refusing the Rich: The Young Master's Escaping Bride-Chapter 37: Beautiful Memories 2

At that time, Nan Mo and Xia Xiaonuan often sat on the flower bed, watching those children line up, excitedly playing on the swings.

Nan Mo said, "Don’t worry, Qiqi, when I grow up, I’ll definitely make you a swing that’s a hundred times more beautiful than this one!"

"It has to have flowers, and I want a softer seat, that wooden plank hurts my butt."

"Alright, I will make the world’s softest and most comfortable swing for Qiqi, so you can become the happiest princess!"

I always felt so content back then, thinking that a swing could make me a princess.

But now, sitting on the swing set, Xia Xiaonuan suddenly understood that it wasn’t a luxurious and romantic swing set that could make her a princess, but a prince willing to push the swing for her.

A wave of bitterness surged through Xia Xiaonuan’s heart, and a mist passed over her eyes. She didn’t know if she could ever see him again, but even if she did, so what? She was no longer the Qiqi of the past, but a different Xia Xiaonuan. Even if Nan Mo saw her, he certainly wouldn’t believe that she was Qiqi!

Moreover, she was already someone else’s wife.

Xia Xiaonuan shook her head, throwing her sorrow behind. She slid on the swing alone, fantasizing that she was still the naïve and innocent Qiqi who was with Nan Mo.

Thirteen-year-old Xia Xiaonuan was so happy and easily satisfied.

Xia Xiaonuan gazed dreamily at everything in front of her, and suddenly, she felt someone push the swing from behind. The figure of Nan Mo floated into her mind, his eyes as clear as water, his smile as gentle as jade.

Like when she was a child, Xia Xiaonuan laughed and said, "Faster! Faster!"

The person really did increase the strength a bit when pushing her.

Xia Xiaonuan giggled with excitement, a sweet and happy smile appearing on her pure face, her cheeks flushing. Petals floated down around her, and dressed in a white dress, she resembled a flower fairy.

Nangong Yaoling, helping to push her swing, was stunned the moment her face slid past his eyes.

He felt as if he’d been electrified. He had never seen Xia Xiaonuan like this, excited like a child, yet like a little angel. He had never realized that her smile could be this beautiful. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

In the past, Xia Xiaonuan had seemed to him like a machine that only knew how to flatter him, smile at him, and compliment him.

But in this moment, Xia Xiaonuan gave him a sense of freedom and sunshine, as if she belonged only to herself, independent and beautiful, with a touch of pride and confidence. This Xia Xiaonuan made his blood boil.

When Xia Xiaonuan realized the other person had stopped pushing, she couldn’t help but laugh and say, "Why did you stop? Mo, keep pushing!"

She asked in puzzlement and couldn’t help but turn her head to look at the other person.

However, what she saw was a different face, a face that was impressively handsome and cold.

Yes, cold.

The moment she called out "Mo," the tenderness in his eyes turned into a great coldness, like a beast instantly encased in ice, exuding an explosive aura.

Xia Xiaonuan, in her excitement, tried to plant her feet on the ground but fell off the swing instead.

She cried out, falling into a soft embrace.

Nangong Yaoling caught her with his strong arms, and his cold voice asked by her ear, "Who...is he?"

He finally understood why there was such beauty in her eyes just now.