"Yes, this group of people snatched my father's things." As she spoke, Ning Yue held Ning Guang's hand.
"These people are bad!" Ning Guang said angrily.
Jiang Ying looked at Ning Guang in surprise. Although they did not interact much when Ning Yue saved people that day, he had still heard Ning Guang speak. Not only was he not organized, but he also could not speak coherently. Now, he could actually speak so clearly.
"If you hadn't attacked just now, I would have asked Uncle Su to do it." When Jiang Ying said that, his expression was natural, but his tone sounded a little concerned.
When Ning Yue heard this, a strange feeling arose in her heart.
Doting?
Ning Yue was shocked by this feeling. It was just something Jiang Ying had said casually. How could there be any doting? Wrong, wrong. She thought wrong.
"Miss Ning, go back first. Leave this to us," Jiang Ying said.
