Xiao Ning listened to Song Junwan's words quietly, and suddenly felt at a loss. His eyes slowly fell on Song Junwan, who was lying on his chest, trembling slightly.
So, Xiao Ning carefully sat up straight, gently stretched out his arms, hugged Song Junwan tightly in his arms, and gently patted her back, with an extremely gentle tone:
"I'm sorry, I really didn't expect Aunt Song to be so spoiled."
When Song Junwan heard what Xiao Ning said, tears welled up in her eyes like a flood. She raised her head in a daze and stared at him with resentment.
"You little bastard! I'm your godmother, how dare you tease me like this?" she shouted angrily.
"Oh? I don't have any?"
Xiao Ning looked at Song Junwan with confusion on his face, his clear eyes showing innocence, as if he had suffered a great injustice.
The two of them stared at each other in silence for a while, and then Song Junwan suddenly used both hands to tightly hug Xiao Ning's waist, and then gently pressed her little head against Xiao Ning's broad chest, sobbing and saying:
"Hmph, I'll let you off this time, little brat, but you're not allowed to hide from me again in the future, do you hear me? Otherwise, I'll spank you hard! No... I'm going to spank you hard, do you understand?"
While Xiao Ning was listening to Song Junwan's admonition, he hugged Song Junwan's soft and slender body tightly with his stronger arms and responded softly:
"I know, I know, my dear Aunt Song."
At this moment, the two of them sat hugging each other, and the air around them seemed to be filled with a sweet and warm atmosphere. Suddenly, a hurried sound of footsteps came, and a deep voice suddenly sounded.
"Jun Wan! Is Ning'er awake?"
With an urgent shout, Xiao Ding rushed into the room like the wind. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Song Junwan and Xiao Ning hugging each other tightly, with a warm and intimate atmosphere between them.
Seeing this scene, Xiao Ding couldn't help but feel relieved, and a sincere smile naturally bloomed on his face. Obviously, the two people had opened their hearts to each other and told each other the secrets deep in their hearts without reservation.
After hearing his father's voice, Xiao Ning gently patted Song Junwan's shoulder and signaled to her with his eyes that someone was coming. Then, he raised his head and looked at Xiao Ding who came in, and asked:
"Dad, what happened? Why are you in such a hurry?"
Xiao Ding took a deep breath, calmed his rapid breathing a little, and said slowly:
"There are some problems with the marriage your grandfather arranged for you. The girl's side said they want to come over to meet you, and from what they said, it seems that they are reluctant to cancel the engagement."
Upon hearing this news, Xiao Ning was stunned for a moment, then sighed:
"That's right. After all, I was the one who proposed to cancel the engagement. You have to come and ask me for an explanation, right?"
Not long after, Xiao Ding brought Xiao Ning, Song Junwan and Yourong Rouxue to the hall. As soon as they entered the hall, they saw Xiao Changfeng and Xiao Li talking happily with a middle-aged woman.
Next to the middle-aged woman, there is a pretty girl in a wheelchair. The girl has a pretty face, but what is striking is that her beautiful eyes are tightly wrapped in a layer of silk gauze, which makes people feel pity for her. She looks like a disabled person.
When the middle-aged woman looked at Xiao Ding, her eyes froze for a moment, as if she had been hit by something. Then, she slowly stood up, standing upright with an elegant posture. Her eyes revealed a deep emotion, a gaze full of affection, as if she wanted to see through the man in front of her.
Xiao Ding also stared at the middle-aged woman in front of him, his eyes full of guilt. He bowed his head slightly, saluted, and said in a low and sincere voice:
"Mrs. Huang, long time no see."
The woman called Madam Huang was shocked when she heard Xiao Ding call her Madam Huang so respectfully. She smiled with a hint of bitterness and said softly:
"I have met the Second Young Master Xiao."
The voice seemed to float in the wind, carrying endless sorrow.
Xiao Ning looked at the unusual interaction between Xiao Ding and the beautiful woman in front of him, and his heart was full of doubts. He tightly grasped Song Junwan's hand and asked in a low voice in her ear:
"Aunt Song, could this woman be the one my father ran away from marriage with?"
Song Junwan felt Xiao Ning's nervousness. She gently held his hand and replied softly:
"Ning'er, you guessed correctly. This woman's name is Nalan Ruxuan, and she was once engaged to your father. When we get down, I will tell you about what happened back then."
Xiao Ning listened to Song Junwan's words, and a trace of difficulty appeared on his face. He knew that this story might not be simple, and he was about to uncover a past that was buried by time.
Nalan Ruxuan stood up lightly and slowly turned her gaze to Xiao Ning behind Xiao Ding. There was tenderness and curiosity in her eyes.
"I guess this must be the son of Second Young Master Xiao."
Nalan Ruxuan's voice reached Xiao Ning's ears very gently.
Xiao Ning hurriedly stepped forward, performed a standard courtesy to her, and said respectfully:
"Junior Xiao Ning greets Madam."
Nalan Ruxuan looked at Xiao Ning carefully. His beautiful face and delicate features seemed to be carefully carved by God, exuding an extraordinary temperament, just like an immortal from heaven. Her eyes stayed on Xiao Ning for a long time, as if she was attracted by an invisible magic.
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