"It seems like…" Nan Zhifeng was somewhat troubled, "I just heard about it, and then you called, and I thought you wanted to talk about this matter."
"I'll call Ye Mingyao right away, I'm hanging up, we'll talk later."
"Okay."
After hanging up the phone, Nan Zhifeng sighed, "It looks like things have really blown up this time. Wanting has such a good temper, and the fact that she would run away from home in the middle of the night means Ye Mingyao must have done something outrageous."
"It's difficult for an official to settle household affairs," Zhantian said indifferently, "You'd better not get involved!"
"But Wanting has been very good to me," Nan Zhifeng whispered.
"That's still none of your business," Zhantian reminded.
"I understand."
Nan Zhifeng also knew very well that Meng Wanting's father was Meng Shiqing, her husband was Ye Mingyao, and her brother was Meng Sijue. These three men... all had complicated ties with her...
So, indeed, she should not interfere.
