Ning Sang nodded, indicating that she had been following the news in China. "I wonder if Teacher Jin could sign an autograph for me? I'm a big fan of yours."

“Okay.” Jin Yining did not refuse and signed his name in the notebook that Ning Sang handed him.

Ning Sang squinted slightly as she looked at Jin Yining signing his name. His handwriting was strong and vigorous, without the slightest tremor.

After signing it, Jin Yining handed it to Ning Sang, saying, "Thank you for liking it."

Ning Sang smiled and put her notebook away. "Teacher Jin, don't you think I look familiar?"

Jin Yining picked up his coffee cup and nodded upon hearing this, "She looks somewhat like my wife, but upon closer inspection, they are different."

"Teacher Jin's ex-wife?" Ning Sang chuckled softly. "I saw in the news that Teacher Jin got divorced."

“You don’t need to call me teacher. It makes me feel like I’m still working. Besides, my wife and I are preparing for our remarriage and wedding.” Jin Yining smiled slightly, glanced at the time, and then looked at the sky outside. It looked like it was going to rain. “My wife is waiting for me to go back. I’ll be going now. Goodbye.”

Ning Sang's lips curled up slightly as she watched Jin Yining get up, take her camera, and leave. Then, she twirled the notebook in her hand and handed it to the person behind her before standing up and walking out. "Have someone verify the handwriting. This Jin Yining is truly meticulous in her dealings with people. She's one of the smarter members of the Jin family."

As Jin Yining left the coffee shop, dark clouds began to gather, and even lightning and thunder started to follow. Jin Yining frowned, got into the car, and drove back to the villa.

Shang Ning was still waiting for the results in the laboratory. The thunder and lightning made her head feel slightly numb. She leaned against the experimental table and pressed her hands tightly against it, but the force seemed to be distributed to two different places, making it impossible for her to grasp a point. Even her thoughts began to gradually become fragmented.

"Don't you want your mother, that bitch, to have an easier time? Then you'll have to please the old man."

"If you're so capable, go and take over the Jin family. That would make the old man happy, and your bitch mother would have an easier time too."

"Ning Kong, you should have known long ago that you were born trash."

Who is speaking? Who is speaking in her ear?

"Ningning, come to Daddy, Ningning."

"Ningning, your dad and mom have a project that requires us to go abroad for a while, so we might not be able to celebrate your birthday with you."

"Ningning, your parents, plane crash..."

"Boss, boss..."

Liu Cheng was the first to notice that something was wrong with Shang Ning and hurriedly called out.

Shang Ning's brain felt like it was about to explode, filled with all sorts of chaotic sounds. She felt like she was being detached from her body.

"Ning Kong..."

“Shangning…”

Again and again, with each sound, she couldn't even grasp a complete version of herself.

"Jin Yining, Jin Yining," the clearest voice came. Shang Ning suddenly pressed down on the table, used the leverage to stand up straight, and ran outside.

When Jin Yining rushed back, the thunder outside was even louder. He took three steps at a time and strode up the stairs, his furrowed brows revealing his unease.

Jin Yining went up to the top floor and bumped into Shang Ning, who was opening the door.

They held each other tightly, as if searching for that little bit of attachment.

Jin Yining hugged the person, lifted them up horizontally, went back to the room, closed the door, put the person on the bed, picked up the remote control on the table, and turned on all the noise reduction devices in the room. All the noise from the outside was absorbed, and even the sound of rain was blocked outside the wall.

"Ningning, Ningning..." Jin Yining called out softly, her face full of anxiety.