“…Ah!” Ye Maoshan looked at him and sighed deeply. His eyes had countless words to say, but when they saw Ye Wangchuan’s brows that resisted indifference, he swallowed them all back.
…
Qiao Nian heard the in-car news on the way here. The news flash said that Li Zhou had died in a car accident that morning.
After arriving at the old house, she found Ye Maoshan the first time. As expected, she saw Ye Wangchuan here, and she also unexpectedly saw Liang Conglin.
"Miss Qiao, please take a seat." The old butler led her to pull out a chair and waited respectfully on the side for the girl to take a seat.
The girl did not sit down immediately, but raised her eyes and greeted Liang Conglin: "Hello, Principal."
"Hey, hey hey hey!" Liang Conglin knew her status and dared not accept her politeness. He quickly stood up and responded, showing great respect.
Qiao Nianqi's dark eyes turned and fell on Ye Maoshan and called out, "Grandpa Ye."
Ye Maoshan relaxed his brows and invited her: "Come to see Wangchuan? Now that you are here, sit down and have breakfast."
Only then did Qiao Nian sit down.
Ye Wangchuan took her hand and handed her the cutlery, poured her a cup of morning tea, and placed the crystal shrimp dumplings that Qiao Nian liked in a place where she could easily pick them up.
Not a word was said during the whole process, yet it seemed as if everything was implied.
There is a faint tacit understanding between the two of them, and it is difficult for a third party to intervene.
Ye Maoshan looked at them sitting together. After being troubled for a whole morning, he finally saw something pleasant to see, and his mood improved a lot.
"Why did Nian Nian come here? What do you want to see him about?" Ye Maoshan's tone was much gentler, unlike when he spoke to Liang Conglin and Ye Wangchuan, and was as gentle as the spring breeze. "I heard in the news that one of our top scientists was detained by the FBI?" Qiao Nian asked directly.
Ye Maoshan looked into her eyes and could not tell a lie, so he could only tell the truth: "...That's what happened. Did the news spread so quickly this morning?"
Qiao Nian didn't answer directly, his eyes were burning with fire: "In addition to this, we also lost a national defense technology talent this morning?"
Ye Maoshan looked unnatural: "Ahem, because of the car accident..."
The girl interrupted him: "Old man, do you believe it?"
Ye Maoshan looked at her.
Qiao Nian picked up the teacup and took a sip, then met his gaze again; "Car accident. Do you believe it?"
Ye Maoshan didn't know how to answer for a moment. If he said he believed it, he would be kidding. If he said he didn't believe it, he didn't want to drag Qiao Nian into it.
The girl saw the embarrassment on his face and said simply, "I plan to take a team of lawyers to Country M."
"Nian Nian..." Ye Maoshan hesitated: "You just helped solve the problem in your province, and now you have to..."
Qiao Nian looked at him directly: "I am from Country Z, and the blood of this country flows in my body. I grew up here, learned the history and culture of this place, drank the mountains and rivers of this place, and ate the rice raised here. I stand on this 9.6 million square kilometers of land, and have seen the vast mountains and rivers of this land. Protecting this land is the most basic belief of every Country Z citizen. I am not that special. If I have the ability, I will do more, and if I don't have the ability, I will do less. I only do what I should do, and I don't think I am helping."
Ye Maoshan's heart was filled with emotion, and for a long while he couldn't utter a word: "...What a belief."
Good one who doesn't think he is helping.
As a person who has his feet on 9.6 million square kilometers of land, he should stand up for this land.