Hanging on god's phone, Ning Meng drove directly to Ning Wentao.
He was finally found at the door of Han Meilin's house.
He was knocking on the door nervously: "Merlin, please open the door, listen to me, I actually gave her the apartment, and gave me some living expenses, but nothing else."
Han Meilin in the door sneered: "Do you have to give me a living allowance every month afterwards? Lest she have no money to eat, what should I do if I starve to death?"
Ning Wentao was stunned and replied stupidly: "Don’t starve to death. If you don’t want to give money, wouldn’t we buy her food every month?"
Ning Meng:?
Han Meilin:?
Han Meilin continued to sneer: "Since you can't let go of her, you don't want to provoke me, you go."
Ning Wentao sighed: "No, she cheated me back then, but I actually followed her..."
"You get off!" Han Meilin snorted and interrupted Ning Wentao's words: "I don't want to hear what happened to you or what happened to you before! You only need to know your affairs!"
Ning Wentao hurriedly explained: "Not what you think, Merrill Lynch, I..."
"roll!"
Something seemed to have been smashed on the door, and made a violent noise, which made Ning Wentao take a step back. He sighed. When he looked back at Ning Meng, he said, "Ming, you come Exactly, you help me persuade you Aunt Meilin quickly."
Ning Meng teased her lips and said, "Dad, can you tell me what happened? Cao Xuehua has deceived you for eight years, and you are still worried about her? Are you not the character of the Father?"
Why didn't you know that Ning Wentao was so soft-hearted before?
Thinking about it, I saw Ning Wentao sigh: "Ah, you don't understand, you don't know... Actually, even that time she deceived me, but she helped me a lot."
Ning Wentao sat down on the ground and opened his mouth: "At that time, after your mother died, I was depressed, and once I couldn't get out. It was her who accompanied me and let me come out. For this friendship, I You can’t really watch her starve to death on the street, don’t ask!”
Ning Meng:?
She sneered: "Just visit you every day and cook for you, just to accompany you? These things can also be nanny!"
"No." Ning Wentao gave a glance at Han Meilin's room, fearing that what he said was too big, Han Meilin would be angry, he coughed: "Not only these, but also spiritual companionship."
Ning Meng froze when she heard this, she glanced up and down at Ning Wentao, and finally opened her mouth nervously: "Dad, wouldn't you really have a relationship with her back then? You..."
"No!"
Ning Wentao hurriedly retorted: "Where did you think?! Am I that kind of person? Me and Cao Xuehua both of us, yes, they wrote letters."
Ning Meng:???
She froze.
Seeing that Ning Wentao continued, "I couldn't listen to anything at that time. No matter who said it, it was a letter she wrote. Encouraging me one by one, letting me come out slowly, and got better. At that time, she worked hard and wrote a total of more than one hundred letters to me, sometimes two letters a day, you said, even if she lied to me, these things were really done in those years, those letters, in fact, I have until now Still at home."
Speaking of which, he sneaked a glance at Han Meilin's door and said nervously: "Of course, if your Aunt Meilin doesn't want me to stay at home, let me burn!"
Ning Meng: ...
Okay, she forgot the things in these letters, so she was vacated by Cao Xuehua again?
Ning Meng shook his head and sneered: "Dad, I think you are...not saved! Those letters, don't you compare the handwriting?"
Ning Wentao had a meal: "Those letters are printed, how to compare?"
Ning Meng:??
Ning Meng was stunned again. She glanced at the door of Han Meilin. After knowing that it was a misunderstanding, she couldn't help crying and watching Ning Wentao so confused that she didn't know what to say.
Han Meilin's door also opened. Han Meilin stood there, his face serious, and his sharp eyes were even more frightening.
She said slowly: "Go burn those letters."
Ning Wentao thought she forgave herself and stood up immediately: "Oh, I'm going to burn this, will you? As long as you are not angry..."
Then I heard Han Meilin's next sentence: "Then I took my more than one hundred letters and fed the dog!"
Ning Wentao:???
He looked at Han Meilin in disbelief and paused before asking: "What are you talking about?"
Her more than one hundred letters?
Ning Wentao was shocked, so to speak, the more than one hundred letters were written by Han Meilin, not related to Cao Xuehua??