Before meeting Nangong Yan, Ning Meng Yao did not think that Nangong Yan would be that naive. However, after knowing him, she discovered that sometimes Nangong Yan really believed other people too easily, especially for people like Bai Mo.
But she was also curious about Bai Mo’s methods. What had he done to make Nangong Yan trust him so much?
“Yao’er, don’t worry, we will take care of your two sons.” Hong Ying was more or less aware of this matter. Although she was not good at evaluating Nangong Yan, she was still dissatisfied.
Ning Meng Yao had spent so much energy to rescue him, but in the end he still did not believe her. It really made her want to throw him out.
Old Guai glanced at Hong Ying: “I will watch Nangong Yan, you just take care of the children.”
“Grandpa Guai, we know what to do.” Hong Ying nodded.
Old Guai nodded then he kept quiet, Ning Meng Yao walked in front of him and looked straight at him: “Do you know something, Grandpa Guai?”
“Don’t worry, as long as I’m here, nothing will happen.” Old Guai looked at Ning Meng Yao’s pampered eyes.
Ning Meng Yao wanted to say something, but she was stopped by Qiao Tian Chang.
Sometimes, some things were best left unsaid, rather than finding out what they really were.
Qiao Tian Chang and Ning Meng Yao did not stay there for too long, they soon left with Hei Yi and the rest.
When they left, they did not go to see Nangong Yan, Nangong Yan also did not know that they had left until two days later.
Upon finding out that Ning Meng Yao and the rest had left without telling him, it would be a lie to say that Nangong Yan did not feel sad, he had finally met his daughter, but he had made the situation become like this.
“Are you thinking about Yao’er?” Old Guai came in from outside and asked Nangong Yan coldly.
“Yes, why can’t she understand me?” Nangong Yan said, somewhat disappointed.
“Understand you? Then, who will understand her? I have known her for ten years. What kind of child is she? I know it better than you. She will never say anything without proof, and you… as her father, not only did you not believe your own child, but also doubted her, you would rather believe others than her. I really do not know what you are good for. ” To think he had let Ning Meng Yao run around doing things for them.
If Ning Meng Yao wanted, she could have ignored all of these, but she did not, and it was all just because in her eyes, whether it was Nangong Yan or Xiao Cheng Ya, they were all her relatives, blood-related relatives, so she had to have her hands on these matters.
“If I were Yao’er, I would definitely not care about you. Whether you’re dead or alive, what does it have to do with me?”
After Nangong Yan listened to what Old Guai said, he was very confused. He wanted to explain himself, but he realized that the things he wanted to say were meaningless.
Old Guai glanced at Nangong Yan. He checked his body, and left.
Nangong Yan sat on the bed, staring blankly at the closed door. Could it be that he was really mistaken this time?
After Ning Meng Yao and Qiao Tian Chang left, Ning Meng Yao’s mood slowly got better after one or two days.
Seeing Ning Meng Yao’s state, Qiao Tian Chang was finally relieved.
“If he still doesn’t believe us, after we rescued mother-in-law and cured her, we can let them bring her back to the Regent’s residence in Ling Empire. Then we’ll go back to White Mountain Village.” Qiao Tian Chang did not like seeing Ning Meng Yao like this now, he preferred the time when she used to smile every day.
Ning Meng Yao nodded: “Sure.”
Also, since Nangong Yan could not understand her or believe her, it was better that they lived their lives separately.
After that, Ning Meng Yao did not feel so uncomfortable anymore, she leaned in Qiao Tian Chang’s arms and said: “Tian Chang, let’s go.”
Qiao Tian Chang raised his hand high, and hit the horse with a heavy whip, the horse galloped quickly.
Ning Meng Yao had not felt such a rush in a long time.
After listening to Ning Meng Yao’s outcry, Qiao Tian Chang continued to look at her pamperly, it was good that she was back to herself.