Chapter 29 Father's Fate: Investigating This Child (Double Update Combined)...

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Some people didn't sleep all night.

Some people are sleeping soundly.

The presidential suite had plenty of beds, so Ning Ye and Ning Zhitao each slept in their own beds. Although she had been bombarded with anxieties about education funds before bed, Ning Ye slept soundly and well tonight because there was no baby in her bed.

When I opened the door in the morning, the hotel staff had already pushed the breakfast cart to the door of both rooms.

The bell rang twice, and both doors opened simultaneously.

On one side was a handsome man, alone and gloomy.

On one side is a radiant mother holding her child's hand.

The contrast between the two sides subtly reveals a discrepancy in their perspectives.

But Ning Ye had no idea what kind of impact her instructions to the child last night would have. She was so tired that she went back to her room and fell asleep as soon as she finished speaking.

At this moment, Bian Xun's eyes were cold and clear, his dark pupils slightly shimmering as he dangerously sized up Ning Ye.

Ning Zhitao, who had been waving happily, drooped her fingers upon seeing this, and spoke with a childlike concern.

"Dad, you look a bit like you're dead."

The child couldn't describe the bruises on his face with words like "black bruises," so he could only describe his condition in the language he was familiar with.

Bian Xun's skin tone was already on the cool side, and after staying up all night, the light blue under his eyelids added a touch of melancholy to his face. However, due to his superior bone structure and deep-set eyes, under the overhead light, he had a kind of black and white silent film, movie poster quality.

"..." Bian Xun said, "I'm fine, thank you for your concern."

Although he looked gloomy, the man was dressed neatly today, unusually wearing a light-colored outfit.

Without his usual heavy black attire, he appeared even taller and more elegant today, and Ning Ye was quite amazed by his appearance.

Bian Xun gave her a deep look, as if he were observing her from the shadows.

Is there a plan to reunite?

Given Ning Ye's personality, she wouldn't sleep with him without a proper title or status unless there was a special reason.

He adjusted his collar with a dignified and elegant air.

"?" Ning Ye didn't understand his aloofness, but the money-making spirit that the capitalist had forcibly implanted in her last night still remained in her mind. After breakfast, she focused on preparing for work.

If this conference goes well, her performance evaluation for this year should be secure. According to Wujiang's internal rules, if she gets a performance rating of B or above for three consecutive years, she can be promoted next year, and her salary will increase accordingly.

The money-making logic of working people is so simple and straightforward, clearly distinct from that of capitalists.

She never dreamed of instant success, so she always kept her feet on the ground.

Ning Ye's almond-shaped eyes were clear, her posture was upright, and a fresh vitality surrounded her, like a morning flower with dew on it, with no trace of the enchanting atmosphere of last night.

Bian Xun's dark eyes narrowed for a long time, his heart filled with deep and shallow calculations.

No rush.

The man casually pushed the food cart to the room opposite, saying, "Let's eat together."

She would definitely be too embarrassed to say those things in front of the child.

Words that are offensive and offensive.

…

Today, the CEO was basically taking care of the kids.

The meeting agenda started at nine o'clock in the morning. Ning Ye arrived at the venue early and led the important clients in.

The venue had been newly decorated, with modern blue-purple light and sound refracting from the ceiling. Guests and media began to enter one after another.

Ning Ye wasn't sure if today's events were part of the original storyline, so she could only remain vigilant at all times.

The event officially begins at 9:00 AM, starting with an opening speech from the business unit leader outlining the current state of work in the field of artificial intelligence. Following the speech, the distinguished guests will be introduced.

Bian Xun arrived at this moment, dressed in a light-colored suit, his handsome features and cool profile immediately attracting a flurry of camera flashes and shutter clicks. The entire first three rows of VIPs stood up to make way for Mr. Bian, who remained calm and composed, socializing with ease in his home turf.

Ning Zhitao was watching an English cartoon at the moment, and only showed her face briefly before leaving.

The man sat down in the main seat in the center of the first row, and the introduction of him on stage began in a grand manner.

As Ning Ye listened to his long list of unattainable titles and achievements, she would have felt indignant and resentful if she had seen her ex-boyfriend doing so well in the past.

But now, having good teammates is truly the best thing.

If a father plays a positive and exemplary role in a child's development, the child will receive positive guidance.

This is also one of Xu Lanyi's reasons. Besides her own dignity and safety as a female celebrity, she also hopes that the father her son has always looked forward to is not an ordinary person without a name.

Ning Ye stood on the side of the venue, watching the situation inside.

The main stage introduced each of the guests in the first row, and it was clear that this conference on the theme of "integration of wisdom" was of high quality, with the top two executives of many large companies in the industry attending in person.

So far, everything is going smoothly.

But just after the first two rows of guests and entrepreneurs had finished their introductions, the side door of the venue was suddenly opened, and an uninvited guest appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Isn't that General Manager Li from Xinyang Group?"

"Mr. Li? What brings him here?"

The team leader next to Ning Ye's expression immediately changed, and he asked in a low voice, "Who arranged this?"

It has to be said that the atmosphere at the scene, which was just quiet, suddenly changed, and many industry insiders showed expressions of anticipation for a good show.

The dispute between Wujiang and Xinyang has become a hot topic in the industry recently.

Li Shunye is Xu Lanyi's father Xu Hong's nephew and Xu Lanyi's cousin. He looks quite young and takes good care of himself. When he walks towards you, he is a handsome young entrepreneur.

Because he was considered a promising young man, he always felt that he could compete with Bian Xun.

Xin Yang first attacked Wujiang's big data model, and then Bian Xun used various means to sabotage their own model design, resulting in heavy losses. Later, Xin Yang joined forces with Bian Xun's family members within Wujiang to steal one of Wujiang's computing power projects. However, Bian Xun then won the bid for a provincial-level computing power infrastructure project, making the losses from the stolen project insignificant.

After several rounds of back and forth, Xinyang Group did not gain any advantage. However, given the temperament of the new president of Wujiang Group, Xinyang Group would definitely not be among the invited guests for this conference that they themselves organized.

Li Shunye walked straight to the last empty seat at the edge of the second row. From the moment he entered, his gaze precisely targeted Ning Ye. This made her very certain that this man was not only there to provoke Bian Xun, but also to cause her trouble and stand up for his cousin, Xu Lanyi.

Since Xu Lanyi is currently unable to move, the supporting actors have started to help.

The team leader's voice was low and already somewhat anxious, "How were these personnel arranged?"

This part falls within Ning Ye's responsibilities.

Arranging seating falls within Ning Ye's responsibilities. This task may seem small, but it directly relates to the flow of relationships among the leaders and cannot be taken lightly.

Immediately, someone on the scene started shifting the blame, "I saw Mr. Li's nameplate when I was printing yesterday, Ning Ye, how did you arrange this?"

In fact, Ning Ye had already taken away the table card in advance. This position was originally reserved as a backup, but since Li Shunye was able to get in, it meant that he had already made connections, which was beyond her control.

Standing next to the empty seat, Li Shunye acted as if he hadn't noticed the expressions on the faces of Wujiang's executives, and with the thick skin unique to entrepreneurs, asked, "Is this my seat?"

Ning Ye pursed her lips slightly, the situation creating a dilemma; it was clear that someone was plotting against her.

If Ning Ye doesn't allow him to sit down, but still has his nameplate on the table, then this becomes a mistake in his work.

But if he were to actually sit down, everyone would know that Xin Yang is Wu Jiang's nemesis, and that President Bian himself particularly dislikes him. That would be more than just a work mistake; setting aside her private relationship with Bian Xun, her career would be affected.

Who would promote an employee who doesn't respect the CEO?

Even if she can prove after the meeting that she was tricked by someone else, if the meeting agenda gets stuck at this point and is left awkwardly there, that would be a meeting failure.

If someone has to take the blame afterward, it will only be Ning Ye.

In an instant, all eyes were drawn to him. Li Shunye's shrewd eyes were fixed on the young girl who had made his cousin retreat in defeat.

Some were tense and worried, while others were gloating. Amidst all sorts of gazes, the young girl remained upright and did not show any signs of panic or helplessness under the pressure.

Her beautiful face remained calm as she scanned the room, her mind racing to find a solution.

They had to keep Li Shunye in check while also respecting the position of Wujiang's employees.

Bian Xun only then noticed the noise behind him. When he turned around, he saw Xin Yang, that idiot, standing there so brazenly. A deep frown immediately appeared between his brows.

Ning Ye was certain that Bian Xun couldn't be allowed to show his face now. If he lost his temper, everyone would be even more convinced that President Bian was unhappy with the arrangement, and she would have to take even more blame.

Someone spoke insincerely, "If you can't do it, then apologize, Ning Ye?"

Jiang Xinghe stood next to Ning Ye and said softly, "It's okay, just say I put the nameplate on the table."

Ning Ye shook her head, a solution seemingly forming in her mind.

Li Shunye had already slowly revealed a smile. The scene was only blank for a few dozen seconds. Just when this gap could not be extended for even a second longer, Ning Ye's eyes suddenly paused.

She finally spotted a familiar figure among the audience.

Ning Ye knew that she couldn't let Li Shunye sit in that empty seat, nor could she take the blame for the seating arrangement mistake.

She stepped forward, her voice neither too loud nor too soft, her tone neither humble nor arrogant, her figure slender yet radiant.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Li, this seat is not for you."

She walked a few steps to the figure wearing a hat, grabbed him, and before he could react, swiftly lifted him up—

"Because this is a special honor seat we set up exclusively for us—" Ning Ye removed the other person's hat and introduced it respectfully.

"Please welcome Mr. Bian Guohua, the former chairman of Wujiang Group!"

There was a moment of silence among everyone present, followed by thunderous applause. With the former chairman present, everything fell into place naturally.

It turns out this seat was reserved for Grandpa Bian, but he came discreetly and sat in the back.

Old Master Bian: "..."

Flashes of light and applause came his way. His original intention was to secretly come and see if Bian Xun was really raising someone else's child! But now, all he could do was smile and bow to everyone, "I'm just an old man, you don't need to be so polite."

The sycophants on the scene immediately followed, saying things like, "The old chairman is still going strong!" and "Mr. Bian, please have a seat."

Ning Ye smiled and helped him sit down, leaving Li Shunye standing there in the cold.

Given Old Master Bian's pride and self-importance, once he's put on a pedestal, he'll never be able to back down.

If someone of higher status than Li Shunye were found to suppress him and prevent him from refutating, then everything would become a case of Xin Yang coming to Wujiang's home turf and making a fool of himself.

Li Shunye's expression changed for a moment. The first two rows were already full, and given his status, it was impossible for him to go to the back and squeeze in with the junior employees.

He could only glance at Ning Ye a few times before turning and leaving with his assistant.

The whole process took no more than two minutes. Ning Ye stood back in her place smoothly, and the gazes of those around her subtly changed.

Bian Xun paused for a moment, then looked away, sat in the first row, and savored the moment.

In a daze, I saw her face from university. Back then, Ning Ye was just as unyielding and principled when it came to scholarships. I couldn't quite put my finger on what was so captivating about her, but I just couldn't look away.

"The kids should see this too..." Bian Xun suddenly thought.

His long list of achievements just now couldn't compare to her mother's few minutes of impromptu speaking.

Gentle, resilient, yet sharp-witted.

…

Old Master Bian sat there, his nose and eyes looking neither like noses nor eyes.

He also admitted that Bian Xun, his first love in college, was indeed quite outstanding, possessing not only quick wit and the courage to remain calm and composed.

But she already has a child!

At the last birthday banquet, she was still thinking about her deceased husband and talking incoherently!

Grandpa Bian stared at Bian Xun's departing figure, and the thought that he was probably rushing off to help take care of the children made him grit his teeth in anger.

This is the most outstanding prodigy from the Bian family across three generations. Was that long string of dazzling achievements just a waste?

Who is he? Does he have any moral bottom line?

What about his pride and dignity?

Grandpa Bian was so angry he was trembling, and the Wujiang staff next to him were even pouring him water, making it impossible for him to leave.

He came here because he heard that Bian Xun had started contacting Ning Ye's child and even donated five million to a run-down kindergarten for the sake of the mother and daughter.

He's gone mad.

His purpose in coming was twofold: first, to see for himself whether Bian Xun had lost his mind.

Secondly...

The old man's sharp, vigorous gaze swept over the graceful young girl.

She moved swiftly through the venue, resolving various work-related issues at any time.

She's beautiful, capable, and probably quite cunning.

Old Master Bian beckoned, and his trusted subordinate immediately bowed and came over. After listening to a few words whispered by Old Master Bian, he nodded in agreement and slowly withdrew.

Grandpa Bian narrowed his eyes, worried that the girl had deceived Bian Xun, making him mistakenly believe that she was his child.

Otherwise, he couldn't explain why someone like Bian Xun would willingly raise someone else's child.

How much love could there be to be this deep? Old Master Bian simply didn't believe it.

Although the Bian family investigated for six years without finding any connection between the two, what if there were some circumstances they were unaware of?

Therefore, he had to take matters into his own hands and investigate the child.

This will also help Bian Xun to wake up.

…

The first day's agenda concluded without major incident.

Thanks to Ning Ye's quick thinking and decisive action during the day, not only does her team leader appreciate her, but her superiors have also taken note of her name.

After all, giving face to the old chairman is giving face to General Manager Bian.

In their minds, the best employee is one who can satisfy General Manager Bian.

Looking at the kind smile on Grandpa Bian's face as he sat there, you could tell he must have been very moved, knowing that even though he had retired, he was still so valued and remembered by everyone in the company.

This was something that none of the other long-term employees had expected.

So, after finishing her first night of work, Ning Ye received quite a few overtures.

Her mindset hasn't changed much. These gestures of goodwill are like a tide; if she can't catch them today, the tide will bring a completely different picture.

In comparison, she was more grateful to her colleagues and friends who were worried and willing to help her in the crisis.

So after work, Sister Zhou and Jiang Xing wanted to take her to a famous local tourist attraction, and Ning Ye did not refuse.

Bian Xun was having snacks with his child.

Hangzhou is mild and pleasant, with ancient lakes nourishing the entire city, and the wind carries a gentle breeze that is quite different from the dryness of Beijing.

The man sat on the second floor of a teahouse by the river. He had a refined and elegant appearance. His loose, light-colored shirt reflected the bare branches outside the window. A pot of tea steamed, and his black hair fell across his forehead. His noble and aloof temperament was enhanced by a touch of elegance. He glanced down at his phone, attracting countless eyes throughout the teahouse.

"Wow, he's so handsome and expensive! Is he single?"

"No way, is the kid across from him his? He's so cute!"

Across from her, the little girl was engrossed in eating a Longjing tea cheesecake, oblivious to her father's expression.

One of her ears perked up as she listened to what her older sisters were saying, and she nodded obediently.

Yes, this is my dad.

Bian Xun frowned as he looked at his phone.

After work, instead of coming to see him, she went out with her colleagues?

His fingertips tightened slightly.

She sent such ambiguous signals last night, but we haven't had any communication today.

Only Little Genius's conversations with children.

—Who exactly has physiological needs?

The man inhaled slightly, revealing the taut chest and abdominal muscles beneath his shirt, as he swiped his phone.

What are you going to do?

Ning Ye was climbing the stairs when she saw the message and replied.

Go and seek wealth!

In the teahouse, Bian Xun's eyebrows suddenly lifted slightly.

That's okay too.

It seems that his subtle influence on her has finally taken effect. Ning Ye is now proactive in managing her assets and has developed an awareness of investing to generate wealth.

He's poised to become the world's richest person.

The president's mood improved slightly.

His dark eyes held a hint of approval as he casually tilted his head back, intending to ask her which financial product she was interested in, so he could have someone research it and guide her in investing.

Bian Xun: [How do I ask? Send it to me.]

It took a while for them to reply.

Ning Ye: [Let's go to the temple!]

Praying to Buddha for wealth.

Bian Xun: "?"

There is an ancient temple in Hangzhou that is said to be very efficacious, and almost everyone who comes here will go to pray there.

Choosing between going to work and striving for success ^^

The CEO remained expressionless.

…

Ning Ye followed Sister Zhou and Jiang Xinghe as they climbed the high stone steps.

It was already the end of the temple's opening hours, but tourists were still flocking in. The flow of people was crowded in the rising incense smoke, as if countless prayers from the human world were ascending into the sky.

Ning Ye, thinking that she might as well come and see for herself, decided to come and take a look.

She used to never pray to people, let alone buy a ticket to come in and pray, but now, perhaps due to changes in her status and life experience, she has many more wishes in her heart.

Ning Ye followed the crowd and received three sticks of incense. She then placed the incense in the incense burner outside the Heavenly King Hall, which was filled with smoke.

She wished that her loved ones would be healthy and safe.

Before, she would only make wishes for her mother; now she makes wishes for her mother, for herself as a mother, and for her friends.

Health and safety are the most important things.

Seeking wealth is merely a further, wishful thought.

But clearly, Sister Zhou was in a hurry to pull Ning Ye toward the Huayan Hall, which was located closer to the entrance. She had heard that it was a place for women to pray for wealth, so she pushed Xiao Jiang toward the hall for men to pray for wealth. In the end, the three of them were swept away in different directions by the crowd and soon got separated. They could only contact each other via WeChat to see each other tomorrow.

Ning Ye slowly walked in, deliberately taking a less crowded route, passing through yellow walls and black tiles. The withered branches of winter, like mottled ink marks, meandered in the gradually fading sky.

Ning Ye finally walked into the Huayan Hall and straightened her clothes.

I hope she becomes rich!

To achieve economic strength that can rival Bian Xun's black card as soon as possible.

Although it's difficult, people always need to have goals.

Ning Ye made a wish earnestly, lit the incense in her hand, and turned to leave.

Turning my head, I suddenly bumped into two familiar pairs of eyes.

Ning Zhitao curiously looked around. Before she could see her mother, she was first drawn to the various towering bronze statues in the hall.

We saw many bronze statues along the way. Some of them were fierce and menacing, while others were tense and ready to fight. The children were both scared and curious, and they tugged at Bian Xun's sleeve to hide behind him and watch.

"Dad, there are so many uncles here."

Why is everyone giving money to these older men?

“They are making wishes,” Bian Xun told her.

Ning Zhitao didn't understand, but felt it was very impressive, so she watched and tried to imitate the bowing gesture. The little girl, just over a meter tall, was smaller than a prayer mat when she lay on the ground.

Ning Ye subconsciously curled her lips into a smile.

A sweet smile spread across her gentle eyes.

The most important thing is for children to be healthy, safe, and grow up strong.

Although her appearance was unexpected, it had already become her destiny and responsibility.

Bian Xun held Ning Zhitao's hand with one hand, his gaze fixed on her.

Just now, the incense sticks were burning and curling up gently. She stood there quietly, slender and serene. Her delicate eyebrows and eyes reflected the candlelight and shadows, becoming the only bright spot in the dim temple.

All sorts of people passed by her, but she was the only one she could find.

Like a still frame in a camera lens.

The Buddhist temple is a place of tranquility, but he couldn't calm his mind.

My mind was filled with thoughts of not being able to see Buddha.

But there are so many things to do.

I really want to be one of her wishes.

Ning Zhitao was no longer afraid of the uncles in the hall. She walked out from behind her father and immediately saw her mother.

Her round eyes lit up instantly, and holding her father's hand, she skipped towards Ning Ye, calling out, "Mommy!"

A family of three.

Bian Xun closed his eyes.

He was disrespectful of gods and spirits, exploited the whole world, and was both rational and acerbic.

But since there was no incense in hand, I still closed my eyes and made a wish.

"I hope all of this is true."

…

Ning Zhitao took one adult in each hand and led them to either side of her, looking very pleased with herself.

Bian Xun looked down and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Ning Ye then remembered that when she told Bian Xun to come to the temple, they shouldn't have arrived yet, but now they were able to appear in the Huayan Hall at the same time as her.

It seems Bian Xun wasn't looking for anything else at all; he went straight for the place of seeking wealth upon entering?

No wonder they are heartless capitalists.

Before entering, Bian Xun had a vague feeling that someone was following them. But once they entered the temple, where the population density was high and the terrain was complex, the following gaze left.

Bian Xun remained still, first finding Ning Ye, and then ordering reinforcements.

Who's with them?

I didn't notice that one was big and one was small.

Ning Zhitao turned to Ning Ye and asked, "Mom, why does everyone want to invest money?"

Many people put banknotes into the donation box at the entrance.

Before Ning Ye could answer, a monk, probably finding her adorable, smiled and said, "Little benefactor, we don't talk about money here."

Ning Zhitao asked, bewildered, "What will we be talking about?"

"Before the Buddha, we do not talk about origin, but about fate."

Bian Xun glanced at the old monk expressionlessly.

What's the difference?

The child understood but believed it, and said with a pure and innocent look, "Mom, I want to be compatible with you too."

Ning Ye nodded. Sister Zhou wanted to buy blessed jewelry to bring back and make money, so she didn't plan to buy any. But since the child had mentioned it, investing a little wouldn't hurt.

However, she didn't have any banknotes on her.

The old monk immediately raised his hands in prayer, "Scanning the code is fine too."

Bian Xun stared blankly at the old man.

Who exactly are the capitalists, so adept at exploiting ordinary people?

Ning Ye nodded and was about to scan the code when someone grabbed her wrist and pressed down.

Bian Xun lowered his eyes and asked, "How much do you want to invest?"

Ning Ye was honest and a little embarrassed to say it out loud, so he tiptoed and quietly told him, "Eight yuan and eighty cents."

His breath brushed against her neck, and her glossy lips were right next to his ear. His gaze paused slightly, and his fingertips tightened, landing on her gently fluttering eyelashes.

What are you doing?

Before the Buddha.

We can discuss any needs when we get back.

Although she spoke very softly, the old monk still heard her. He had just looked at the male benefactor next to him and felt that he was incredibly wealthy and had a deep family background. He was definitely not someone to be underestimated and there was no way he would only bet eight dollars and eighty cents.

Sure enough, Bian Xun pressed Ning Ye's hand down and scanned the code himself.

The old monk stroked his beard, expressing his delight and praise.

He clasped his hands together and asked with joy and respect, "How much affinity do you have with the Buddha?"

Bian Xun smiled faintly, led the two away, and left without a word, leaving behind only a faint sentence:

"Eighty-eight thousand eight hundred predestined relationships."

The old monk was amazed and watched him leave with joy. Then he washed his hands, burned incense, and devoutly opened the payment page.

——8.8 yuan.

Old monk: "??"

He actually lied before Buddha!

Who is this person?!

Bian Xun walked a long way before giving a cold laugh.

The theoretical inflation value should also be taken into account.

The hardships he endured should be experienced by others as well.

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Author's Note: Mr. Bian: I was even lost in thought in front of the Buddha.

Ningning: ? As expected of her...

Here it is! There will be 88 red envelopes in this chapter, hahaha~ See you tomorrow at noon!