Translator: Vesper
Feng Xiao looked at the two with worry., âBut even so, we canât let him go to the Martial Hall at such a young age.â
âThat is his own choice. As long as it is Fengâerâs decision, we will only advise him. We will never interfere.â Ning Meng Yao explained to Feng Xiao.
âFengâer is a person with a strong sense of independence. We never needed to worry about a lot of things, and he has a strong self-control. He knows what he should and shouldnât do.Thereâs one more thing, he is very stubborn. He generally would not change his decision once he has decided on something.â Qiao Tian Chang explained.
Wei Luo looked at Ning Meng Yao and the rest in disbelief. âNo, he isnât like this, heâs never been like this.â
âItâs not that he has never been like this, itâs you who never really knew him, Wei Luo. Do you know what Fengâer likes to eat? Do you know what Fengâer likes most? Do you know his wishes?â Ning Meng Yao asked several questions in a row, but Wei Luo could not answer any of them.
Wei Luo looked at Ning Meng Yao blankly and suddenly realized that she really did not understand her son at all.
Her expression was as if she was in a trance. It seemed that the person she had wronged the most was her child.
âCan we see him? Even if itâs just a look.â Feng Xiao looked at Ning Meng Yao and tried to discuss with her.
Ning Meng Yao looked at Qiao Tian Chang. He was silent for a while and then he shook his head. âHis emotions are unstable. He will surely find out if you guys go to see him. Letâs wait for a little while.â
Qiao Tian Chang also felt somewhat helpless with their family affairs, but he did not want Qiao Mo Feng to be hurt. He could only refuse their request.
Feng Xiao nodded with a frown and said, âOkay, we understand.â
To be honest, when Feng Xiao heard what Ning Meng Yao and Qiao Tian Chang said, he was a little dissatisfied with Wei Luo. Especially when he knew from them that his son had been called names and was bullied when he was young, and Wei Luo even knew about it. Yet she chose to lie to him about his fatherâs existence whenever he asked about him.
How cruel was this to a child? Feng Xiao did not know about it. He thought about his sonâs attitude towards them and sighed. He could not be blamed.
Wei Luoâs face was full of tears, she blamed herself severely. âItâs all my fault, everything is my fault. But Feng Xiao didnât know about all of this. Meng Yao, can you let Fengâer come out for a while, please? Iâll tell him, Iâll tell him everything.â
Ning Meng Yao watched Wei Luo but shook her head, âHe wonât come out. He knows the rules of the Martial Hall. He has made his decision. Wei Luo, actually, you donât even like Fengâer at all. You only raised him because heâs Feng Xiaoâs child.â
âDonât you talk nonsense, I do like him.â Wei Luo quickly shook her head in disagreement. She had never had such an idea.
Ning Meng Yao chuckled, looking at Wei Luoâs eyes mockingly, âWhether itâs true or not, youâre well aware of it. I think the reason why you two were separated was because you were pregnant, right? If you werenât pregnant, would you still leave Feng Xiaoâs side? I donât think so, right?â
Wei Luo wanted to explain, but she couldnât say anything. Facing Ning Meng Yaoâs sharp eyes, It seemed that no matter what she said or explained, Ning Meng Yao would be able to see right through her.
Feng Xiao turned to Wei Luo, âIs it true? You donât like Fengâer?â
He thought the child was very good, and he looked very much like himself. In addition, he was well educated by Qiao Tian Chang and the rest, but his character was a bit unflattering at the moment.
âI did have that thought before. But as I watched him grow and look more and more like you, my thoughts changed.â
Ning Meng Yao laughed. âDid your emotions change? If thatâs the case, why didnât you just stay?â
Wei Luo thought for a while, then simply said, âI have my reasons.â
Ning Meng Yao suddenly felt that this person wasnât so good after all.
âYou have your reasons? You have your difficulties for not telling Feng Xiao about Fengâer, and lying to Fengâer that his father was dead. Wei Luo, does everything you do have your own reason?â