Xia Xiaonuan was speechless: "...Is there anyone else here?"
Nangong Yaoling: ...
Xia Xiaonuan saw the man staring at her without speaking and didn't bother to pay attention to him. Instead, she curiously looked around. This was a very luxurious hospital room, with a private bathroom, a dining table, and a reception sofa.
However, when her gaze accidentally landed on the distant floor mirror intricately carved with hollow patterns, she was instantly stunned.
She tried tilting her head, stretching out her hand, and even making a funny face at the mirror, and the person in the mirror did the same.
Her face instantly turned pale.
The person in the mirror was indeed her!
But... it was a completely unfamiliar face!
"Boom——!"
Xia Xiaonuan felt as if something exploded in her brain, and her heart sank heavily.
That wasn't her.
No wonder those people just now said those strange things.
Could it be... she... had been reborn!!
As soon as this thought appeared, like an electric spark, her vision went black, and she fainted.
When she woke up, a middle-aged woman was watching over her by the bed.
The proud and arrogant handsome man was nowhere to be seen.
The woman rushed over, crying, "Miss, are you okay? You've finally woken up! Yun was scared to death..."
Xia Xiaonuan looked at the woman in front of her with a complicated expression, corners of her mouth twitching.
"Yun...?"
It was really exactly like the plot in the romance novels she read in high school!
"Yes, Miss, I am Yun! You being alright is wonderful!" Yun hugged her tightly, the scent of laundry detergent radiating from the woman.
"I'm sorry... I don't know you..." Xia Xiaonuan calmed down and slowly uttered these words. Since it had come to this, since she had become another person, she could only try to accept everything in front of her.
"What?" Yun released her, her brows tightly furrowed, her eyes full of weariness: "Miss, what did you say?" She probably couldn't believe her ears.
"I don't remember anything from before." Xia Xiaonuan pondered, saying, "I... don't remember anything at all."
Just say she had amnesia, after all, wasn't this how it was done on TV? This was also how it was written in some rebirth novels she read before.
There was a vague sound of footsteps at the door, and Nangong Yaoling, cloaked in a cold aura, appeared at the entrance, stepping in with long, straight legs like a leopard strolling in its own jungle, lazy yet elegant.
A perfectly tailored handmade suit accentuated his tall and rugged build, the sunlight haloed behind him, adding an unbelievably noble air.
His face was as divine as a god's, with sharp, stern features like carvings.
Yun immediately stood up, wiping the tears from her face, and respectfully said, "Young Master... Young Madam she... she..."
Nangong Yaoling raised his hand, "I know."
As he spoke, his gaze fell bit by bit on Xia Xiaonuan.
Xia Xiaonuan couldn't help but tense up all over.
In the novels she read before, they described the man as having a nose like a hanging gallbladder, eyes like bright stars, and other such things. Xia Xiaonuan used to think it was exaggerated. How could such a perfect man exist in the world? But now that she had actually encountered such a man, she realized that the novels were not the least bit exaggerated.
The man in front of her looked like a Greek prince who had walked straight out of a fairy tale.
It seemed that she had not only been reborn but had also become the wife of such a handsome man. This was even rarer than winning a five-million lottery!