Nangong Yan glanced at Xiao Luoyan and lowered his eyes slightly: "Their vigilance is not as simple as you think. After this time, don't even think about succeeding. After this time, some capable people and strangers in Tongbaozhai, I’m afraid it’s coming.”
Just as Nangong Yan thought, after having such an experience, Ning Mengyao recalled all the capable people and strangers from Tongbaozhai, including several who were very knowledgeable in Qimen Dunjia.
When those people knew that the young master of Tongbaozhai was almost kidnapped, they all rushed to Baishan Village from outside. Baishan Village was quite lively for a while.
At the same time, Yang Lele finally gave birth, in the middle of the night, to a son named Lei Ting, nicknamed Doudou.
This kid tormented Yang Lele all night long and almost made Lei An run away in anger.
Ning Mengyao looked at Yang Lele's happy look and thought of how she looked when she gave birth to a child. Her eyes were full of smiles: "How do you feel?"
"Very good." Thinking of Lei An's proud look since the birth of the child, Yang Lele wondered why this person was so stupid.
Ning Mengyao chuckled: "This makes me feel relieved."
"Yao Yao, I heard that something happened over there before. How was it? Are you okay now?" At that time, because she was about to give birth, Lei An didn't dare to tell her what happened, so he got her excited. After the baby was born and rested for a few days, she thought about it and asked about it, and Leian told her.
Ning Mengyao teased the child's hand, paused, and then laughed: "Don't worry, it's okay."
"That's it. Since you said that, I won't ask, but you should be careful." Yang Lele understood the sadness in Ning Mengyao's heart. After all, her father was so good at that time, but now he is colluding with others. It's too annoying for others to come together to deal with your own daughter, and even want to take away your own grandson.
Ning Mengyao nodded: "I know, don't worry, I'm already prepared for this." It was enough for something like this to happen once, and she thought she would go crazy if it happened again.
It was okay if nothing happened to her son, but if something happened, she would definitely not forgive herself.
Yang Lele didn't know what Ning Mengyao was thinking: "What about Yang Suyun's matter? Has it been dealt with?"
"Not yet." Speaking of this, Ning Mengyao ignored the imprisoned Chen Qi.
"Yao Yao, you should be more careful about Yang Suyun."
"You are just worrying about your life. You just need to take good care of your body now. I will go back and see the little monkey first." Speaking of her son, Ning Mengyao's eyes were full of helplessness.
Ever since Qiao Mo Shang could stagger around, it wasn't just Qiao Mo Feng who was affected, even the beautiful things in the garden were unlucky. Whenever she thought of her son's tricks and how he wouldn't let go of those flowers, she was really Want to cry but no tears.
"Okay, I'll find you when I'm out of confinement."
"become."
When Ning Mengyao went out, she saw Mrs. Yang happily making soup for Yang Lele: "Yao'er doesn't want to play anymore?"
"No, I have to go back and see the child. He is very naughty now. I don't know if Feng'er can take care of him."
"Then go ahead." Yang still knew a little bit about Qiao Moshang's current naughty behavior, but when his stinginess became stronger, even they couldn't do anything about it.
When Ning Mengyao returned home, she saw Qiao Moshang holding Master Qingshuang's old man Hei's beard in his little hand, and kept pulling it down.
As for the old black man, even though he was in terrible pain, he still couldn't bear to be cruel to Qiao Mo Shang, and he became like this now. He hugged Qiao Mo Shang and was reluctant to let go, while he had to carefully protect his beard. Qiao Mofeng stood awkwardly on the side.
Such a funny side is what Ning Mengyao saw when she came in.
"Little monkey, you are naughty again." Ning Mengyao walked over and picked up the little monkey in the black old man's arms.
After hearing Ning Mengyao's voice, Qiao Moshang quickly let go of the black old man's beard and smiled stupidly at Ning Mengyao, as if he had done nothing.