Nangong Yan was not in the mood to care about Nangong Li's emotions. Three days would pass in the blink of an eye. That would be her last chance. She had to focus all her energy on the duel with the Eldest Princess.
She knew that the Eldest Princess had an expert in her hands. She had let her guard down many times and would not do it again. She took a deep breath and suppressed her restless emotions. She looked down at Dabao, who was on the stool.
Dabao was still looking at her with his big black eyes. She sighed and reached out to rub his bald little head. "It's good if they're as obedient as you."
On the other hand, after Nangong Li walked out angrily, he sat down on the steps outside the house alone.
He could not understand who that man was and what his relationship with his mother was. He could not understand why she would protect Yan Jiuchao's child when Yan Jiuchao had already done such a heartless thing to his mother.
