Chapter 109
Ling Luo could not refute Ning Meng Yao's words. The Ning Meng Yao in their previous world was the daughter of a wealthy family. She had the talent in business and her family put importance in her growth. While at that time, she left her family and finally became a world cla.s.s wine master.
Not only that, in the span of two years after she left her family, her culinary skills were on par with those of grandmasters. Anything she liked, she would study and she was never greedy for power and money.
"Yao'er. Have you really decided?" Ling Luo wasn't looking at Ning Meng Yao's face before but when he finally looked, there was only coldness and loneliness.
Ning Meng Yao swept her gaze to Ling Luo faintly: "When you left me, you should be clear that we were no longer possible."
Ling Luo stared at Ning Meng Yao, without doing anything, he just stared at her.
"I will make you regret your today's decision. A man who does not have anything, how can he give you a peaceful life? Yao'er, there will be a day when you return to my side." Ling Luo spoke solemnly.
Qiao Tian Chang looked down at Ling Luo in ridicule: "You need not to fret over this. Yao Yao, let's go back."
"Yes."
Ling Luo stood there, looking as the two of them walked back shoulder to shoulder to that simple house.
At that time, the person beside Ling Luo suddenly walked to him: "Heir, there are news that the heiress is pregnant."
Although the words weren't said too loudly, but it was still heard by Ning Meng Yao and Qiao Tian Chang. Their steps halted and Ning Meng Yao raised her head, meeting her gaze with Qiao Tian Chang's worried eyes. She smiled at him to let him know him that she was alright.
Ling Luo furrowed his brows. Pregnant? Why at this time?
"Let's go back." Ling Luo looked intensely at Ning Meng Yao's back. Although currently there was an insurmountable gap between them, but he believed that one day, she would be weary of this kind of life and will return to his side.
Ling Luo rode his horse and resolutely left. Ning Meng Yao smiled at this.
Actually, it was good this way. She hoped that after he left, he won't return again. After all, he already had a wife, and will have a child soon. If he still was like this, it would only bring trouble.
When Ling Luo returned home, Xiao Zi Xuan was already back at their residence. When she saw him, she bashfully smiled: "Husband, you're back."
"Yes."Ling Luo faintly nodded and his line of sight rested on Xiao Zi Xuan's stomach, probing her with his gaze.
A gaze that made Xiao Zi Xuan's smile become harder to maintain: "Husband, what are you looking at? Is there anything wrong?"
"Nothing. Just has not fully respond yet. How many months?" Ling Luo walked to Xiao Zi Xuan's side and rubbed her stomach with his hand. That gentle manner was like he especially treasure this child.
Xiao Zi Xuan was originally worried but after seeing Ling Luo like this, her face finally let out a sincere smile.
"The doctor just inspected it. It's two months old." Xiao Zi Xuan said as she rubbed her stomach and at last, put her hand over Ling Luo's.
Xiao Zi Xuan closed her eyes and after a moment, raised her head and while opening her eyes again she said: "Husband, if you like that girl, then you can bring her home."
Ling Luo's hand halted its movements: "Why?"
Xiao Zi Xuan's face was blushed and looked virtuous: "Seeing that husband treasures these few paintings, I think that husband must like that girl very much. Right now, I am pregnant, and there should be someone to serve you, so I am thinking….."
"Don't talk about this matter anymore." Ling Luo cut off Xiao Zi Xuan and walked from the bed to the window.
Ling Luo stood by the window and oversaw everything outside . This courtyard was originally built according to Ning Meng Yao's design. At that time, he thought that they would be living here together.
But in the end, they separated. By his side, there was Xiao Zi Xuan and soon, their child, while by Ning Meng Yao's side, there was another man.
He could feel that she was not acting in front of him. She truly liked that man.
Lowering his eyes, self-depreciation flashed across. She was not wrong, it was him who personally buried their feelings.