Chapter 390: Chapter 390

Ning Yan’er instantly looked up at the sound of the voice, staring at Ning Wan, who was standing by the door. Her pent-up rage burst forth as she shouted, "Ning Wan, how could a slut like you be here?"

"Yan’er, mind your words." Before Ning Wan could speak, Xi Mohan, who was still at the entrance and hadn’t come in yet, stepped forward to stand by Ning Wan’s side, furrowed his brows slightly, and addressed Ning Yan’er inside.

The commotion had attracted the attention of the employees who were hiding and working in other offices, as they all came out to watch the spectacle unfold.

Upon seeing Xi Mohan, Ning Yan’er instantly stood up, "Mo Han, you... you came too??"

As soon as she finished speaking, her gaze fell back on Ning Wan, and as if realizing something, she shouted furiously, "Ning Wan, did you seduce Mo Han, is that why he’s with you?"

Ning Wan coldly curved her lips but remained silent... This is the prestigious Eldest Lady Ning, now touted as one of An City’s ladies of high society, yet she keeps calling me a ’slut’...

Even though Ning Yan’er cursed at her in such a manner, internally irked, Ning Wan still managed to display all the qualities of a lady on the surface. Her silence made Ning Yan’er seem all the more fierce and terrifying.

Glimpsing the photos on the floor, her eyes darkened slightly. She strode forwards in her high heels, bent down, and picked up a photo to glance at it. Instantly, she looked up with anger in her eyes at Ning Yan’er and demanded, "Did you have someone follow me?"

The photo in her hand was, unmistakably, one taken when she was being dragged into the car by that man Xi Mohan a while ago.

Her gaze shifted and she almost couldn’t help but curse. For original chapters go to novel⟡fire.net

There were even photos of her getting out of the car when she went to Lu Jingchen’s house this morning.

Fuck, I’ve been stalked by a mad stalker without even realizing it.

Ning Yan’er’s complexion changed upon noticing the photos in Ning Wan’s hand, and she quickly walked over trying to pick up the scattered photos.

Xi Mohan, who had already deduced the situation when Ning Wan confronted Ning Yan’er, saw his expression turn grim in an instant. His long legs covered by the suit strode over to the photos strewn about on the floor, bent down, and picked one up for a look, his face growing darker still.

"Yan’er." Xi Mohan’s gaze, carrying a chill, fixed on Ning Yan’er, who was collecting the photos. His voice was oddly flat and cold as he interrogated, "Did you have someone track me and Ning Wan?"

Seeing the photos, all of which were taken during regular interactions between him and Ning Wan, even including several shots of them walking together in the hospital—and there were many pictures of him pulling Ning Wan towards the car.

Even... pictures of him and Ning Wan leaving Lu Jingchen’s house, one after another, existed.

The answer was self-evident—aside from the possibility that Ning Yan’er had someone follow them, there was no other explanation.

With this realization, Xi Mohan looked at Ning Yan’er in front of him and suddenly felt like she was very much a stranger.

Previously, Ning Yan’er had always been sweet and sensible in front of him, the epitome of a flawless young lady, even praised by the media as one of An City’s most esteemed socialites. This was why he had initially chosen to be with Ning Yan’er.

But hearing Ning Yan’er angrily call Ning Wan a ’slut’ without regard for her own image, he felt she was vastly unfamiliar to him.

Ning Wan, hearing Xi Mohan’s words, froze, astonished that Ning Yan’er could be so perverse, not only having someone follow her but also tracking Xi Mohan.

Fucking hell, is this woman sick or what?

If she’s sick, she better get treated quickly. Can’t she stop harming others and herself?

No wonder there was a period when she always felt someone following her, only for there to be nothing when she turned around. She’d thought it was just her imagination but turned out Ning Yan’er really had someone stalk her.

At that thought, Ning Wan felt a chilling sensation, wondering if even her trips to the restroom had been known.

In truth, Ning Wan was overthinking it—the stalker was merely checking if she made contact with Xi Mohan and would snap photos of them together if they did.