Me and My Cold CEO Wife

Chapter 1895 - 1884: Departure for Mount Tai

"But..."Chen Min wanted to argue, but facts speak louder than words.

Everything had been explained by Mingyu's actions.

Ning Fan gently advised, "Don't think too much. Mingyu is still young and has experienced hardships. Some things can be taught slowly in the future."

Chen Min nodded silently, and after a long while, she said, "I'll listen to you."

"That's better."

With the mask for cover, Mingyu was still rather fearful of the outside world, evident from the way she tightly held Chen Min's hand.

Yet her eyes curiously observed everything.

To her, she never imagined there would come a day she could walk under the sun like other children.

Noticing this detail, Chen Min's expression grew complex as she realized she had overlooked something.

Considering the several days they would be outside, Ning Fan thoughtfully bought some spare clothes and road snacks.

Of course, these were all prepared for Mingyu.

Ning Fan's genuine effort earned Mingyu's acceptance, at least she didn't reject him as she did before.

"Thank you."

Chen Min's awkward face turned slightly red; she hadn't considered these things.

In her view, all needs like cleanliness, survival, and warmth could be solved with spiritual energy and Taoist magic.

Just as her master taught her, external things are just burdens in cultivation.

But now, Chen Min wasn't thinking that way, her heart instead felt a bit unusual.

Chen Min curiously asked, "How do you know so much?"

"Do you remember Nannan?"

Of course, Ning Fan, a grown man, wasn't this meticulous; it was only after encountering Nannan.

Chen Min made an unexpected sound, "But she wasn't..."

"No."

Ning Fan shook his head, "In my heart, she was always a little girl."

Chen Min nodded, showing a semblance of understanding.

After a sumptuous breakfast, fortunately Ning Fan had specially bought a mask that could be opened, or else Mingyu would be going hungry.

Everything was ready, just waiting to set off. Chen Min asked, "How should we get there?"

To a Taoist cultivator, whether traveling by day or night makes no difference.

An Invisibility Technique and you could vanish from public sight.

After thinking, Ning Fan suggested, "Why don't we drive there?"

Chen Min was surprised, "Aren't you in a hurry to get over there?"

Ning Fan shook his head, "No matter if we arrive early or late, it makes no difference."

The facts were laid out, matters concerning Baby Hai seemed to have no other option but this.

After he finished speaking, Ning Fan asked again, "Is there something inconvenient for you?"

"No... nothing. As long as we don't miss the reception time."

Chen Min felt a bit flustered, hesitating whether to reveal her midnight discovery.

"Wait for a moment, I'll go rent a car."

Watching Ning Fan's departing figure, Chen Min ultimately chose silence.

At this moment, Mingyu softly said, "Sister, Brother is really nice."

"Yes, he really is."

Originally in a rush to set off last night, but they ended up delaying until noon.

Money makes things easier. Ning Fan went to a car rental agency and easily rented a comfortable SUV.

They started off, Mingyu leaning on the car window, curiously looking around.

During the begging period, despite being on bustling streets and seemingly free, the true situation was akin to a bird trapped in a cage.

"Mingyu, take off the mask. Wearing it for long will be uncomfortable."

Upon hearing Ning Fan's words, Mingyu hesitated for a moment and eventually took off the mask.

"Good girl. There are snacks and drinks in the car, eat whatever you want."

Sitting in the front passenger seat, Chen Min saw all of this and immediately understood Ning Fan's intention.

Ning Fan was subtly guiding Mingyu, helping her gradually open her closed heart.

"Ning Fan, thank you."

"Stop saying thank you. You've said it so many times this morning."

Ning Fan laughed, "Otherwise, I'll have to thank you back, which is troublesome."

"Okay. I'll never say the word 'thank you' to you again."

"That's right. We're friends, no need to be so polite."

After finishing, Ning Fan chuckled, "Mingyu, can you sing?"

"A little..."

"Could you sing a song for Brother and Sister?"

After a while, a pure children's song filled the car.

"That was beautiful, but the voice is a bit low, Brother couldn't hear clearly."

The initially vague voice gradually became clearer with Ning Fan's constant encouragement.

Seeing this warm scene, Chen Min's gaze became enchanted, leaving only this moment in her mind.

As for Heavenly Heart or the great path, she completely forgot about it, wishing time would forever freeze, or for this to be a journey with no end.

Soon, Chen Min felt a pang of sorrow, with an indescribable urge to cry, knowing it was impossible.

"Mingyu, have you ever heard Sister sing?"

Upon hearing this, the sentimental Chen Min shyly said, "Ning Fan, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Ning Fan paid no attention to her, continuing to tease, "Should we ask Sister to sing a song? How about it?"

"Okay."

"No."

Seeing Chen Min acting childishly, Ning Fan laughed, "Mingyu, ask Sister?"

"Sister..."

Mingyu looked at Chen Min with joy, the unfinished words were obvious.

"You just know how to make fun of me."

Noticing Chen Min's shy and girlish demeanor, Ning Fan's jaw nearly dropped in astonishment.

When had Chen Min ever displayed such behavior?

"What a pity! Clearly beautiful and bubbling with charm, yet needing a disguise."

Ning Fan thought regretfully, still remembering Chen Min's cold and stunning demeanor.

Finally, with Mingyu's plea and Ning Fan's coaxing, the thoroughly bashful Chen Min sang with a face full of embarrassment.

If the members of the Orthodox Unity Sect saw this scene, they'd instantly be petrified.

Was this still the cold, ruthless senior sister they envisioned?

As Ning Fan and his companions embarked on their journey, Hai Qingping and his wife, in a red-painted villa in the suburbs of the Capital City, both opened their eyes at nearly the same time.

Looking at the elongated shadows by the window, the still dazed Hai Qingping awoke instantly.

This time had completely exceeded Hai Qingping's routine.

"How did I sleep so deeply?"

Hai Qingping rubbed his eyes and quickly said, "Honey, wake up."

Turning to look, he saw Nangong Ling speaking absentmindedly, "Honey, I dreamed last night that our daughter came back. She sat by the bed and cried, cried."

"I hope Baobao can return too."

Just after saying this, Hai Qingping was suddenly dazed, looking incredulously at his right hand.

On the bed supported by his right hand, he sensed a dampness.

"What's this?"

Hai Qingping moved his hand away, staring intently at the edge of the bed, where a faint water stain was visible.

"What's wrong, honey?"

"Honey, look at this, what's this?"

Following Hai Qingping's finger, Nangong Ling wondered, "Who spilled water here?"

"Look, there's no cup here."