Ning Mengyao looked at Qiao Tianchang and then at Mo Lin, and her intuition told her that there must be some secret between the two.
Squeezing the hand wrapped in his heart, Qiao Tianchang smiled and said, "I'll tell you later."
"What if I said, I went to find you after that?" Mo Lin seemed to have made up his mind, looking up at Qiao Tianchang with a serious expression.
Qiao Tianchang seemed to be stunned by Mo Lin's words: "Is it still useful to talk about it now?"
Mo Lin laughed self-deprecatingly: "Yes, it has been useless for a long time."
Turning aside to let the family pass, Mo Lin seemed to not want to continue to tangle with Qiao Tianchang.
Song Yan endured the weirdness in her heart: "Who are Mo Lin and the others?" The questioning tone was so impatient that Mo Lin looked at Song Yan. Mo Lin turned around and went back to his room without giving Song Yan a chance to speak.
After returning to the room, Ning Mengyao handed Qiao Moshang in her arms to Qiao Mofeng beside her, and pulled Qiao Tianchang: "What's going on between you and him? Do you know each other?"
Qiao Tianchang sighed softly, with a little daze in his eyes: "Well, we met ten years ago."
Ning Mengyao was stunned: "Is he from the west coast?"
"Well, it's the young master of a first-rate force over there." Qiao Tianchang nodded, not at all surprised that Ning Mengyao would guess it.
Ning Mengyao looked at Qiao Tianchang in surprise: "I think he seems to care about the relationship between you two. Why are you so indifferent to him?" That man looked okay, but Qiao Tianchang Why don't you feel cold to him at all? Not only does this, he also treats others with a cold and stinging attitude.
Qiao Tianchang reached out and hugged Ning Mengyao, rubbing her cheek gently: "It's true that he and I were good friends at the beginning, but his family was very worried after they knew that I was from here. Disdainful, after I almost died for him, he sent me a hundred taels of silver."
From that moment on, Qiao Tianchang knew that the gap in strength would not make them true friends, and even if they could, they would end up becoming strangers in the hands of Mo Lin's family, even though he seemed to have control over the Mo family now.
Originally, Ning Mengyao was thinking about talking to Mo Lin, but she never expected that Mo Lin's family would treat Qiao Tianchang like this.
“Tian Chang…”
"I've been fine for a long time, but I accidentally saw him here." People on the West Coast will not easily step into this place, which is a slum for them, but this time, so many people came at once , which made him unable to avoid being surprised.
Ning Mengyao looked at Qiao Tianchang distressedly: "Did you ever think about staying there at that time?"
"Well, I thought that even if I was ostracized there, it wouldn't matter as long as I had a friend. But after that incident, I lost the enthusiasm for that place that I had when I first went there. I thought it was better here, but in fact It proves that my decision is correct." Here he has close brothers, close lovers, and blood-related children, all of which are not available there.
As Ning Mengyao listened to Qiao Tianchang's story, the distress on her face slowly disappeared, replaced by a smile: "If you don't come back, we won't know each other."
"Yes, so I'm extremely lucky." Fortunately, he came back at that time, so I can live like this now.
Different from the warmth here, Mo Lin was looking at the woman who broke into his room with gloomy eyes: "Song Yan, why are you so shameless?"
"Mo Lin, I am your fiancée." Song Yan looked at this unsophisticated man with some annoyance.
Mo Lin sneered disdainfully: "Fiancée? Do I agree?"
"Mo Lin, aunt and others have already recognized me." Song Yan was a little angry, but she still held it back.
He shrugged nonchalantly: "If you want to marry me, do you have to marry me? Whoever agrees will marry him. Don't come here to bother me." Because of Qiao Tianchang, Mo Lin was in a very bad mood. Song Yan... They always come to make noises to him. It's strange that his face looks better.
Song Yan pointed at Mo Lin tremblingly: "You are shameless."