Chapter 541
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After hanging up, Ning Meng drove to look for Ning Wentao.
Finally, she found him at the door of Han Meilin's house.
He was nervously knocking on the door. "Meilin, please open the door. Listen to me. I only gave her that apartment and some living expenses. I didn't give her anything else."
Behind the door, Han Meilin sneered, "Then, do you need to give me some living expenses every month? I don't want her to starve to death because she has no money to eat. "
Ning Wentao was stunned. "She won't starve to death, right? If you don't want to give her money, we can buy food for her every month. How about that? "
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Han Meilin sneered. "Since you can't let go of her, don't bother me. Just leave."
Ning Wentao sighed, "No, she did lie to me back then, but in fact, she and I …"
"Get lost!" Han Meilin roared and interrupted Ning Wentao, "I don't want to know what happened between you and her, or what happened between you and her in the past! It's enough for you to know your own business! "
Ning Wentao quickly explained, "It's not what you think, Meilin. I …"
"Get lost!"
The door seemed to have been smashed by something, and a loud noise could be heard. Ning Wentao was so shocked that he took a step back. He sighed and turned around to see Ning Meng. "Meng Meng, you came at the right time. Help me talk to your Aunt Meilin."
The corner of Ning Meng's mouth twitched. "Dad, can you tell me what's going on? Cao Xuehua lied to you for eight years, and you're still worried about her? You're not a saint, are you? "
Why did she not know that Ning Wentao was such a soft-hearted person?
Just as she was thinking, Ning Wentao sighed and said, "Sigh, you don't understand. You don't know … Even though she lied to me that time, she still helped me a lot."
Ning Wentao sat on the ground and said, "Back then, after your mother passed away, I was depressed and couldn't get over it. She was the one who accompanied me and helped me get over it. Because of that, I couldn't just watch her starve to death on the streets without doing anything!"
"??"
She sneered. "Visiting you every day and cooking for you is considered keeping you company? Even a nanny can do that! "
"No." Ning Wentao stuttered and stole a glance at Han Meilin's room. He was afraid that Han Meilin would be angry if he said too much. He coughed and said, "Not only that, but also spiritual companionship."
Ning Meng was stunned when she heard this. She looked at Ning Wentao from head to toe and finally said anxiously, "Dad, did you really have sex with her back then? You … "
"No!"
Ning Wentao retorted, "What are you thinking? Am I that kind of person? Cao Xuehua and I, we, we wrote letters. "
"???"
She was stunned.
Ning Wentao continued, "Back then, I didn't listen to anything. I didn't care about what anyone said. It was her who wrote me letters. Every letter she wrote encouraged me. Slowly, I got over it and got better. Back then, she worked tirelessly and wrote me more than a hundred letters. Sometimes, she wrote two letters a day. Even if she lied to me, she really did those things back then. I actually still keep those letters at home. "
He then stole a glance at Han Meilin's door and said anxiously, "Of course, if your Aunt Meilin doesn't want me to keep them at home, I can burn them!"
"…"
She had forgotten about those letters. Was that why Cao Xuehua had taken advantage of her?
Ning Meng shook her head and sneered. "Dad, I think you're really … hopeless! Don't you want to compare the handwriting of those letters? "
Ning Wentao was stunned. "Those letters were printed out. How am I supposed to compare them?"
"??"
Ning Meng was stunned again. She looked at Han Meilin's door and knew that it was a misunderstanding. She did not know whether to laugh or cry. Ning Wentao was so confused that she did not know what to say.
The door to Han Meilin's room was also opened. Han Meilin stood there with a solemn expression and a pair of sharp eyes that were even more frightening.
She said slowly, "Go and burn those letters."
Ning Wentao thought that she had forgiven him and stood up. "Okay, I'll burn them now. Is that okay? As long as you're not angry … "
Then, he heard Han Meilin's next sentence. "Just pretend that I fed those hundred letters to the dogs!"
Ning Wentao was confused.
He looked at Han Meilin in disbelief. After a pause, he asked, "What did you say?"
Her hundred or so letters?
Ning Wentao was shocked. Did that mean that those letters were written by Han Meilin and had nothing to do with Cao Xuehua?
(End of chapter)
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