It is not easy for Nie Hongxin to say such words. He really cares about Feng Xiaoxiao.
I have been cowardly all my life, and I don’t dare to say anything in front of others for fear of making people laugh. I didn’t expect that I would say it to a child at this age.
Xiaoxiao was also a little surprised. What does Mr. Nie mean by this?
"Xiaoxiao, good boy."
Nie Hongxin sighed, "Listen to my advice, no matter how wronged you are, only if Ye Wanrong lives well can you be fine."
Feng Xiaoxiao was anxious: "..."
"I know." Nie Hongxin nodded repeatedly, "You are doing it for your mother, but, kid, if your mother knows something secretly and knows that you will be in danger because of her, do you think your mother would be willing?"
Danger?
Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned. She shook her head, not believing it.
"Could it be that the Ye family is really lawless?"
Nie Hongxin was stunned for a moment. This child is too simple. How can things in this world be so simple?
He had no choice but to compare it to her.
"Look at me, I'm alive, but...my child, what's the difference between me and dead? Sometimes, I don't necessarily want you to die. The most terrifying thing is to make your life worse than death."
He has lived like this all his life and cannot take advantage of another Xiaoxiao.
It's a pity that Xiaoxiao doesn't appreciate it.
"Mr. Nie, thank you for coming to tell me this. It's just that I have my own thoughts. I'm not you either. Our situations are different. No matter how powerful the Ye family is, I'm not afraid."
Her eyes are clear. To put it bluntly, she has never suffered. She doesn’t understand what suffering and darkness in this world are like.
"Mr. Nie."
Feng Xiaoxiao nodded towards Nie Hongxin, "My father is still waiting for me, so I'll leave first. You...walk slowly."
Why……
Nie Hongxin hesitated to speak, feeling helpless, but what should he do? What he should have thought of was that with his relationship with Feng Xiaoxiao, how could he possibly persuade her?
Feng Xiaoxiao got into the car, and Feng Jianbo glanced in the direction of Nie Hongxin, "What did Nie Hongxin tell you?"
"Let me give up." Feng Xiaoxiao frowned.
"Huh?" Feng Jianbo was a little surprised, "Didn't you say that the relationship between them as husband and wife is not good? It seems that there is still some affection."
"No..." Feng Xiaoxiao frowned and shook his head.
"It's not what?" Feng Jianbo was stunned for a moment.
"I don't know either." Feng Xiaoxiao looked at his father, "I always feel that he is really worried about me..."
After saying that, she felt that this statement was too unbelievable. Is Nie Hongxin worried about her? Who would believe it? Even she didn't believe it.
If Nie Hongxin and Nie Zheng had a good relationship as father and son, it would be understandable to worry about their daughter-in-law. In fact, apart from the fact that they both have the same surname of Nie, there really is no father-son relationship.
Feng Jianbo said, "That kind of person may be deliberately pretending to be worried about you in order to help Ye Wanrong. He has no marital affection for Ye Wanrong, but he still cares about the Ye family."
It made sense to think so, and Feng Xiaoxiao put the matter behind her.
After running for several days, my legs were getting thin.
Weng Qiange came to see her, "How is it, how is it?"
Feng Xiaoxiao shook his head tiredly, poured a glass of water, drank it down in one gulp, and pointed to Feng Jianbo's room.
"I came back very late last night, and my dad was still sleeping."
"Gu Chen said it is still somewhat useful." Weng Qiange brought him the good news, "I heard that two families hesitated."
"Really?" Feng Xiaoxiao was delighted, "...that would be great!"
Although I don’t know what the final result will be, we have really bought time. Gu Chen can look for evidence again.
Weng Qiange brought her breakfast and set it on the dining table. Feng Xiaoxiao washed up and came over to eat.
Opening her mouth, Weng Qiange fed her a shrimp dumpling.
"Let uncle rest today, I will accompany you." Weng Qiange said, "Uncle has lost weight again in the past two days."
As the saying goes, money can't buy you and you will lose weight with old age, but if a person who has been granted a Jianbo title loses weight, his spirit will also become haggard.
"Yeah." Feng Xiaoxiao agreed without refusing.
While eating, Feng Jianbo came out. Feng Xiaoxiao became busy, "Dad, why don't you sleep more?"
Feng Jianbo smiled and said, "I'm old and don't have that much sleep."
"Uncle, drink some chicken soup." Weng Qiange brought a bowl of chicken soup to Feng Jianbo and said with a smile. "I stewed this. It's nutritious and not greasy. My mother said it tastes good. You're lucky to have woken up.
Xiaoxiao drank it all up."
"Good boy."
Feng Jianbo smiled and sat down to drink soup.
After taking a sip, he asked, "Qiange, is it really your fault?"
"Well, that's right." Weng Qiange smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Uncle, am I good at my craftsmanship?"
Feng Jianbo praised her, "Very good. Better than Xiaoxiao."
Feng Xiaoxiao feigned anger, "Qiange has gone through countless tests, right? Where do I have time?"
"Haha." Weng Qiange clapped her hands and laughed, "I let my mother do the hard work. She has no appetite for anything recently, and she is even tired of the cooking skills at home. I have been thinking about making delicious food for her all day long...
…”
Feng Jianbo was stunned for a moment and looked at Weng Qiange, his eyes were meaningful.
Weng Qiange was slightly startled, "Uncle, what's wrong?"
"No..." Feng Jianbo smiled, "Qian Ge is a good and filial child."
Feng Xiaoxiao immediately pouted, "What about me?"
"Haha." Feng Jianbo smiled, "Xiaoxiao is also filial and a good child. You are the same."
Feng Jianbo sighed silently, yes, what does it matter about his own child? In the end, isn't Xiaoxiao still by his side?
Why was he confused back then?
He was stunned here and only listened to Weng Qiange continue to say, "Uncle, I will accompany Xiaoxiao today. You can rest."
When Feng Jianbo heard this, he shook his head.
"How can I rest? It doesn't matter if you stay with Xiaoxiao, my uncle won't be polite to you." He said, looking at his daughter, "I'm going to see Xie Yun today."
Hearing this, Feng Xiaoxiao paused, "Dad..."
"It's okay." Feng Jianbo shook his head, "We have made it this far, none of us can give up."
Only now did he finally understand why he insisted on calling the police when Xiaoxiao had an accident that year - no matter how long he suppressed the feeling in his heart, if he couldn't raise his head and breathe openly, he would be living unjustly.
After breakfast, Feng Xiaoxiao and the others split into two groups with Feng Jianbo.
After getting in the car, Weng Qiange drove, "Check the navigation."
Oh. Feng Xiaoxiao entered the address. Weng Qiange glanced at it, frowned and said, "Why is this a place like this?"
Haicheng, West 12th Street. The place where Gu Chen grew up.
That place is a mixed bag of fish and dragons, with all kinds of low-level people gathering together. It is still the most unspeakable area in Haicheng.
Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but sigh, "No wonder Gu Chen said, don't judge someone easily if you don't understand other people's lives."
How miserable is life for people living on West Twelfth Street? They have never experienced it, but Gu Chen came from there.
Gu Chen was not even ten years old, and he came out to hang out just to have food to eat. Who would do it unless he had no choice but to do so?