The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories-Chapter 61 - 62 I’m Going Crazy 2

He applied more force, almost hurting her, his thin lips curling into a wicked smile.

"If I let you off so easily, they will suffer."

Xia Xiaonuan’s tears were about to burst out from the pain.

Yun’s voice trembled as she said, "Young Master, it’s all my fault... Please don’t blame the Young Mistress anymore! Even if it’s not for anything else, think of the good she has done before, how much she used to love you..."

It would have been better if Yun hadn’t mentioned this; as soon as she did, Nangong Yaoling suddenly became filled with rage.

This woman, previously obedient to him in every way, now not only forgot him, but also had no place for him in her heart. She even dated other men while still thinking of another!

Thinking of this, he felt his chest tight, almost suffocating.

An inexplicable fury and aversion surged in his heart.

With a strong shove, he threw her aside.

Xia Xiaonuan fell onto the coffee table, her hand hitting the cups, cold sweat breaking out, but she bit her lip without making a sound.

Nangong Yaoling looked at her, feeling even more stifled inside.

He couldn’t help but grab her arm, his eyes burning with anger as he stared at her.

Seeing her in pain, he couldn’t help but grit his teeth and ask, "If it hurts, why don’t you scream?"

"What difference does it make if I scream? Would a cold-blooded animal like you spare me?" Xia Xiaonuan turned her head, glaring at him fearlessly.

Nangong Yaoling’s face grew increasingly ugly.

"Xia Xiaonuan, my patience is also limited. I’m giving you half an hour. If you can’t please me, you can choose to clean the entire villa with this old woman."

"Fine! I’ll clean, what’s the big deal? I’ll clean alone; will that satisfy you?"

Xia Xiaonuan roared loudly, her eyes flashing with stubbornness.

If she had to please Nangong Yaoling, she’d rather clean. Even if it killed her from exhaustion, it was better than having her dignity trampled.

Nangong Yaoling’s lips curved into a smile, his breath brushing against her lips with a tingling sensation: "Oh, you have backbone. You would rather suffer than show a bit of weakness in front of me?"

He paused, his tone seductive and sinister:

"But if you don’t finish cleaning before dark, all of them... will face heavier punishment."

Nangong Yaoling’s handsome face moved closer to her, his eyes darting to the maids lined up in the living room.

Their faces immediately paled with fear, Nangong Yaoling’s gaze swept over them, and everyone stood up straight, cold sweat breaking out, not daring to breathe deeply.

The maids ranged from thirty-something to barely teenage.

They all looked at Xia Xiaonuan with pleading eyes.

Finish cleaning here by dark?

What a joke! It’s already afternoon!

Not just herself; even if all the maids worked together, with the villa’s thousands of square meters, it would be impossible to finish cleaning by tomorrow!

Moreover, the villa is cleaned daily, and many places are almost dust-free. He is clearly making things difficult!

"Nangong Yaoling, what exactly do you want!" She shoved him away, her eyes flashing with despair and hatred.

She wished she could tear apart his handsome face.

"Please me," Nangong Yaoling said, his tone calm yet commanding.

He lounged lazily on the sofa, his entire demeanor exuding an unassailable nobility and assertiveness.

Everyone in the hall was shaken by that posture, only born nobility could possess.