"Since ancient times, marriage has been the most difficult thing for outsiders to interfere with, so you should give up on that idea."

Shang Ning leaned on Jin Yining's shoulder and said, "To be honest, you must have been a monk in your past life, the kind of person who saw through everything in the world and became a monk."

Jin Yining clicked her tongue and pulled Shang Ning to her feet. "I'll order some food. We can't skip meals."

Shang Ning let out a soft "Ouch!" and lazily lay back down on the bed. She reached for her phone, where He Zhiyan had sent her a message saying that the matter of posthumously awarding her a title had been decided.

Shang Ning cursed and threw his phone aside.

Jin Yining ordered dinner and turned to look at the person lying on the bed, cursing and swearing. "What's wrong?"

"The posthumous sealing has been approved, and it will be announced by the end of this week at the latest. Are those people crazy?" Shang Ning said, pulling a pillow over her head. She was so annoyed.

Jin Yining put her phone on the table, sat down next to her, and pulled out a pillow. "It's not like this will drive you crazy."

"I just don't understand, can't I just die peacefully? Why do they have to do all this nonsense?" Shang Ning took a deep breath, sat up and looked at Jin Yining. "First, regardless of whether I live or die, I'm too old to be posthumously awarded some kind of Special Scientific Contribution Award. Second, how many Special Scientific Contribution Awards does our country have now? Let me tell you, not many. This isn't an honor, it's just inviting trouble."

Jin Yining listened to her say this, "But Professor Shang is no longer here, so there's no need for him to bring you trouble. Perhaps they just wanted to give you this spot."

"No." Shang Ning pursed her lips. "The point is, he approved it. Don't you find that strange?"

Jin Yining didn't know much about these things, but said, "It's reasonable to reward those who have made contributions."

"Merit should be rewarded, but if the reward goes too far, then there's a problem. There are plenty of research projects in China with achievements far exceeding mine. Do you think it's reasonable to apply for this for me at this time?"

Jin Yining, upon hearing this, seemed to discern something amiss. "Because of your parents?"

"What?"

"Is your rejection of this award because of your parents?" Jin Yining explained clearly, "If Shang Ning receives this honor, someone will definitely dig into Shang Ning's background, and then Shang Congfeng will also be exposed. If someone with ulterior motives investigates this matter, they may very well find out that your parents are not dead. At that time, it may lead to even more trouble."

Shang Ning snapped his fingers. "You also think this explanation is reasonable, right? But who would do that?"

If that's the reason, then the problem is indeed huge. But the current issue is that this person is completely operating behind the scenes, and they can't even find a direction. That's the biggest problem.

Shang Congfeng is still being held in secret, so even if someone wanted to investigate, they wouldn't be able to.

That's strange.

Shang Ning bit her lip. "I always feel like we've overlooked something. Is Ning Sang really dead?" Shang Ning asked anxiously.

Jin Yining can confirm this: he is indeed dead.

"We'll know when we get there, don't think about it too much." Jin Yining held her hand to comfort her. "It's okay."

Shang Ning nodded. She also hoped that everything was alright; she was just being too sensitive and overthinking things.

Shang Ning shook her head. Propose, propose, she needed to think about proposing.