Chapter 749: Aren't You Afraid I'll Poison You

“So in the future when you see me, you can still call me ‘mommy,’ but you need to add my surname in front, calling me ‘Mother Nan,’ okay?”

Tuantuan had a confused expression, as if she partly understood and partly didn’t, blinking as she looked at Nan Jiaojiao, then at Yeh Hannian.

It wasn’t clear if Yeh Hannian had secretly given her a look, but suddenly she found the courage.

“Then in the future, Tuantuan doesn’t need to pretend not to know Mom…

Mother Nan anymore, can I call you?”

“You can.”

Tuantuan’s face lit up with joy, “Mhmm!

Tuantuan will be good.”

Nan Jiaojiao had originally thought the child would make a fuss; she had prepared many things to say, even how to coax someone she had thought over several times.

But Tuantuan was so considerate that a few words were enough for her to come to terms with it, leaving Nan Jiaojiao unable to say anything else.

They had talked enough for now.

“Then I’ll go now.

When I have time, I’ll come to see you again.”

“Mhm!”

Tuantuan boldly wanted to hold Nan Jiaojiao’s hand.

She hesitated slightly, about to pull back, but Nan Jiaojiao grabbed her hand, cushioning it in her palm and intentionally spreading her fingers.

Tuantuan clutched her fingers, shaking and swaying them, clearly reluctant to let go.

Finally, after two days, Tuantuan showed her affection.

But it was just for a moment.

After holding hands, she consciously let go, placing her hands behind her back, straightening her little frame, and looking up with smiling, curved eyes, “Mother Nan, you go do your work.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s throat felt tight as she swallowed twice, “Okay.”

She ruffled Tuantuan’s hair, stood up, and without looking at Yeh Hannian, she spoke to him, “I’m leaving.”

“Hmm, I can’t see you out, nor have I prepared a car for you.

After you leave the compound, turn left.

It’s about half a street away to catch a cab, not far for the driver to come around.”

Yeh Hannian followed behind her, “At the latest tonight, I’ll send Tuantuan back to Mingzhou first.”

Nan Jiaojiao turned halfway back, her glance just grazing the little girl behind him, and she spoke softly, “Don’t let her live a life of fear and trepidation following you in the future.”

Yeh Hannian was taken aback, then chuckled, “I know.”

The door opened, and Nan Jiaojiao left without looking back.

The cold wind hitting his face plunged Yeh Hannian into a daze.

That year too, there was wind, a very fierce wind.

He had been surrounded and attacked by his own family and fled into the desert, where he met Nan Jiaojiao, who was then a member of the Killing Alliance.

She was abandoned by her comrades, lying in the scorching sun at death’s door, her complexion sallow, lips cracked, covered in wounds.

Even if she could hardly keep her eyelids open, when he approached, she suddenly sat up and shot a rusty piece of iron that was wedged between her fingers at him.

Yeh Hannian didn’t even need to dodge; the force she threw it with was so weak that with an easy gesture, he caught it between two of his fingers.

The aim was not bad, and she must have been quite skilled.

If she weren’t injured, he definitely wouldn’t have been able to avoid it.

“Hey!”

Yeh Hannian stepped on a rock, applying a little force, and the stone quickly sank into the sandy ground.

He looked at Nan Jiaojiao with a teasing tone, “Running for your life?”

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t respond, her eyes weren’t even open, lacking the strength, but her ears twitched, tilting her face toward him.

At that moment, Yeh Hannian laughed, “What a coincidence, I’m also running for my life.

People are chasing me too.

Meeting here must be fate.

How about teaming up to escape together?”

He took the water bag hanging from his waist and threw it to her, trying to be friendly, “Drink, it’s not poisoned.”

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t hesitate, unscrewing the cap and drank half of it.

Yeh Hannian laughed teasingly, “Not afraid I poisoned it?”