"I know, I won't do it anymore, I won't do it anymore." Holding her lover in her arms, Nangong Qingyin nodded with tears in her eyes and agreed.
It was only now that Nangong Qingyin realized how insignificant everything he had experienced was compared with the suffering that his lover had experienced.
I have been complaining about being tired, blaming my grandfather, blaming my father, blaming God for allowing me to be born into such a noble family.
However, when he was complaining, the lover in front of him was living on the verge of death, gritting his teeth in order to survive.
At this moment, the only thing Nangong Qingyin could do was to thank God for allowing Ye Huang, who had endured so much suffering, to come to him, neither a step too early nor a step too late.
I didn’t miss it in the end…
Just as Ye Huang and Nangong Qingyin were walking and talking in front of the lake in the courtyard, the old man Nangong Wudi not far away still had tears in his muddy eyes.
"This boy! He's so damn good at deceiving girls into tears. If my granddaughter is deceived by him like this, I guess she will never leave him again in this life."
Although he muttered something dissatisfied, Ye Qingmei and Nangong Huangtian on the side could hear the old man's sympathy for Ye Huang.
Indeed, none of the three people present expected that Ye Huang, who was always optimistic, would experience so many things in his childhood.
Even if one of these things happens to a certain person, it may crush that person.
However, Ye Huang himself survived.
"Girl, regarding these things about Ye Huang, you should wait until his mother gets better before you go back and tell her. Mother and son are connected. If you tell her now, Ye Huang's mother probably won't be able to bear it."
"Well, thank you Uncle Nangong for reminding me, I will pay attention to this matter."
Ye Qingmei understood in her heart that what Nangong Wudi said was not alarmist.
If my sister-in-law, who has been searching for Ye Huang for more than 20 years, knew about the suffering her son had endured, she would feel so guilty that her body might not be able to withstand the pressure.
"Perhaps we still underestimated his potential. A person who crawls out from among the dead will be more terrifying than anyone else when he breaks out."
After Nangong Huangtian's words, the old father and Ye Qingmei beside him nodded lightly.
"I believe that after hearing what happened tonight, my father will have a deeper impression of Emperor Ye. Our Ye family owes him a lot." Looking at Nangong Qingyin wiping his tears, his own eyes were also shining with dim tears.
Ye Huang, Ye Qingmei frowned tightly and said.
No matter how powerful Ye Huang is, no matter how talented he is.
From beginning to end, what he experienced was not something a child should experience.
"It is true that you owe too much. Tell your father that if he returns to the Ye family and is wronged, I, the old man, will not want to. In my eyes, he is closer than my own grandson!"
Nangong Wudi looked at Ye Huang and said decisively.
When Ye Qingmei heard what Mr. Nangong said, she raised her eyebrows again. It was obvious that she did not expect that Emperor Ye's status in the mind of the old man was so high.
"I will pass on this word..."
Nodding, Ye Qingmei agreed.
Just as Ye Qingmei was talking to Nangong Wudi here, Ye Huang and Nangong Qingyin had also stood up and walked over.
"How's it going? Are you feeling better, Qingyin?"
Ye Qingmei looked at Nangong Qingyin with a smile and asked.
"Thank you, aunt, for your concern. I'm much better. Dad, it was my fault before. Can you forgive me?"
Still with red eyes, Nangong Qingyin looked at his father and said softly
"Silly boy, what are you telling dad about whether you forgive or not? As long as you feel better, dad doesn't care."
Gently touching his daughter's face, Nangong Huangtian bit his lips and said with relief.
In all these years, he had never been happier than tonight.
"Okay, it's getting late. Girl, how about you and Huang Huang staying here for one night?"
Seeing that the relationship between his granddaughter and his father had eased, Nangong Wudi felt very relieved, glanced at Ye Qingmei and said.
"Thank you Uncle Nangong for your kindness, but there are still things to deal with in Yanjing, and I will fly back tonight."
Ye Qingmei said to Nangong Wudi.
Originally, this stage was when the Ye Group's financial accounts were being summarized. Ye Qingmei was busy in Yanjing. If she had not come to the Nangong family's banquet today, Ye Qingmei would not have come to Yanjing.
"If that's the case, then forget it. Business is more important. And you, it doesn't look like you're going to stay, right?"
Looking at Ye Huang who was smiling at him, Nangong Wudi said.
"It's been a busy day today, and there hasn't been any notification at home yet. It would be bad if I didn't go back."
Ye Huang rubbed his hands and said with a wry smile.
Speaking of this, Ye Huang also had a headache. He had not heard from him since he came out, just like that night. He didn't know what the situation was at home now.
Maybe you will be punished by a group of resentful women when you go back.
But it happened that this matter could not be explained clearly, it had to be concealed, otherwise the old man would not be able to drink enough for himself when he got angry.
"Huh! This is the result of your efforts. Get out of here now. Don't let them worry anymore."
Waving his sleeves, Nangong Wudi just snorted, but he didn't get very angry.
Seeing that he had been fooled so easily, Emperor Ye hurried out as if he was about to receive an amnesty.
Ye Qingmei also followed behind and walked slowly towards the outside of Nangong's old house. Nangong Wudi's grandfather and grandson sent Ye Qingmei to the door and watched them get into the car before returning to the old house.
"Huangtian, please go ahead and take the next step as soon as you get the White Tiger Technique. As a father-in-law, I failed to help Feng Hua breathe out her anger when she was alive. I will still breathe out this anger after she dies."
"I understand, father, I will arrange it immediately."
"Well, he won't stop Qiu Xin, right?"
"I am still hiding these things from her. I will tell her again when everything is settled. If she insists on leaving, I will not force her to stay."
With a hint of pain in his eyes, Nangong Huangtian said to his father.
He and Qiu Xin truly love each other, but because of family interests, many things have to be put aside, including love.
"The matter between you and Qiu Xin, well... it depends on fate."
Shaking his head, Nangong Wudi, as an old man, couldn't give him any ideas.
"Dad, if Aunt Qiuxin really loves you, I believe she can distinguish right from wrong." Nangong Qingyin looked at his father and suddenly said this.
With just one sentence, Nangong Huangtian's eyes lit up. This was not the first time that his daughter talked about Qiu Xin.
It was the first time she used the title aunt.
Because in the past, my daughter was always referred to as that woman.
