Chapter 94: Without your permission, who would dare to spread such rumors?

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Ning Qing had been locked up for a whole week.

In the past week, she had not seen anyone else other than the servants who brought her meals.

The sound of the car from downstairs was no longer heard.

The maid who brought her food kept her mouth shut. No matter what she asked, she would not say a word.

She knew that Nian lie must have instructed her to do so.

She could also guess that the reason he hadn't returned for so many days was because he had gone to see Bai Qingqing.

However, what she did not know was that the man returned every day. His car was parked far away at the intersection, and he would walk back every time.

She had thought that he wasn't around, but in fact, he was in the study and the bedroom next to hers. He had never returned late.

Outside, the wind was blowing and the clouds were changing unpredictably.

Her world was calm and numb, but it was as stable as ever.

On the eighth day of ning Qing's imprisonment, the people from the Nian family's old residence arrived.

In the hall filled with an ancient fragrance, two rows of armchairs were placed opposite each other, and carved red wooden pillars were placed in one square. Rare herbs were planted in ancient blue and white porcelain pots, and every decoration around them was worth a city.

Kneel down!

The roar was so powerful that it broke the calm atmosphere in the hall.

Nian Junting and Song Wan sat on the high mahogany chairs in front of the hall.

With one hand on the armrest, his dignified face could not hide his anger.

Nian lie stood in the middle of the hall. His tall and slender body stood straight, and his handsome features were unruffled.

I told you to kneel down! Nian Junting was infuriated by his arrogant attitude.

The man closed his eyes and remained silent.

You're so silly!

Song Wan stood up and walked in front of Nian Junting. She held his hand and consoled him gently. Junting, don't be angry. You're not feeling well because you're angry. Just talk to our son.

She turned around and frowned at Nian Xi. Jin er, don't make your father angry. Let's talk it out. You're so angry.

Before she could finish, Nian Yu bent his body and knelt down.

Nian Junting's anger rose again.

Nian lie, he narrowed his eyes and said,are you going against me and your mother on purpose?

The man who was kneeling on the ground had his back straight. Even though he was kneeling, the cold arrogance on his body had not faded.

I wouldn't dare, Nian lie said.

Nian Junting looked at him. He could not hide the anger and gloominess in his eyes.

He tilted his head to look at Song Wan. The woman's pretty face was already a little pale.

He looked at his son in front of him and felt even more unhappy.

Song Wan forced a smile. che er, don't be like this. Get up and talk.

As she spoke, she went to help him up.

I know you, Nian Xi said. you don't have to pretend to care about me.

This choice of words made Song Wan's heart ache.

She turned around helplessly and looked at the man in the seat.

Nian Junting's heart ached for her. He reached out and held her hand.

She criticized Nian lie harshly,

you haven't been home for so long. You came back just to anger your mother. You're really my good son.

The man lowered his eyes, his expression unclear. His tone was cold and distant.

You wouldn't have called me back for no reason. If there's something, just say it.

Nian Junting was about to get angry again, but Song Wan held the back of his hand and shook her head at him.

He suppressed his anger and looked down at the man on the ground. He threw the newspaper on the table.

What's going on? explain it to me.

The newspaper fell, and the first page was facing up. The huge title was written in red, and no one could have missed it.

the innocent female star and the young master of the Nian family appeared at the hospital's gynecology department together. Insiders say that she's more than two months pregnant.

what? Nian Yu glanced at her and said plainly, self-media writing nonsense.

Nian Junting slammed his fist on the armrest. there's a limit to your lies. Who would dare to spread such a rumor in the southeast without your permission?!