Ning Lang has believed since childhood that one should never give up on things one is committed to.
Perseverance and persistence are virtues that deserve to be promoted and carried forward in the long term.
Therefore, she was determined to stick to the first interpretation of "enemy".
Last night, she was asked by Uncle Qing to retrieve the drunk cat, but as for the future—that's uncertain!
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Two days later, Ning Lang was busy reconciling accounts in his office when the internal phone rang.
"Sister Lang, Mr. Sheng Xuan, the son-in-law of the Sheng family, has arrived at 'Yipinxiang' and is currently in the 'Plum Blossom Fragrance' private room."
"Oh? He drives himself?" Ning Lang asked calmly.
"Yes, he was driving a blue Lamborghini, accompanied by Lin Hui'er from the Lin family and Young Master Cong from the Liao family."
Ning Lang gave a curt "Oh," then said gently, "Please take good care of them. The weather is getting cooler, so recommend some nourishing set meals to our guests."
"Yes, Sister Lang."
That evening, after Sheng Xuan dropped Lin Hui'er off, he was stopped by patrolling traffic police as soon as he turned the corner.
"Sir, please come down and cooperate with the alcohol test."
Sheng Xuan glanced up and said in a deep voice, "I didn't drink."
Damn it! A tiger fallen into the plains is bullied by dogs!
Before, no one dared to give his car a second glance, no matter where he was in Rongcheng. Now, someone actually dared to stop his car!
The traffic police officer handed over the breathalyzer in a professional manner and said, "Please cooperate and blow into it."
Sheng Xuan was a little impatient and spoke loudly and irritably.
"Everyone says I haven't been drinking! I never drink and drive, don't you understand?"
His eyes and brows exuded an air of nobility and arrogance, which intimidated the traffic policeman so much that he unconsciously took a step back.
"Um... please cooperate quickly and don't delay our work."
This was an extra task assigned by his superiors, and he had to do it carefully.
With a stern face, Sheng Xuan stretched out his strong, long arm, snatched the testing device, blew on it, and deftly tossed it back.
The traffic police hesitated slightly when they saw his calm and self-righteous demeanor, but their faces immediately tightened when they glanced at the data on the testing device.
"Sir, you have been driving under the influence of alcohol. According to regulations, driving a motor vehicle under the influence of alcohol is punishable by a fine of 1,000 to 2,000 yuan, 12 demerit points, and a 6-month suspension of your driver's license. Please show your ID card and driver's license."
"What?!" Sheng Xuan exclaimed angrily, "I clearly didn't drink any alcohol!"
The eldest son of the Sheng family has a fiery temper that can flare up at any moment, and he never lacks the temper to provoke it.
The traffic police officer, with a stern face, raised the testing device high.
"If your blood alcohol content is greater than 20mg/100ml, it is considered driving under the influence. If it exceeds this line, it is considered drunk driving."
Sheng Xuan squinted and said gruffly, "Is your machine broken?! I had a medicinal meal tonight, and after dinner I only ate a few pieces of durian. I didn't drink a drop of alcohol!"
The traffic policeman turned around and called his colleague to bring another testing device.
Sheng Xuan blew it again...
As a result, he was fined 1,500 yuan, given 12 demerit points, and had his driver's license suspended.
Sheng Xuan looked frustrated and irritable. He wanted to call Ning Rui for help, but then he remembered that since his divorce from Ning Lang, the Ning family had been avoiding him. Feeling agitated, he put his phone away.
He couldn't bring himself to say anything conciliatory!
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"It stinks! Ah Lang, you ate durian again?" Yuan Heng pinched his nose and fanned himself as soon as he entered the door: "Watch out for your smelly mouth!"
Ning Lang smiled slightly and ate the durian.
"You can't even have bad breath if you want to, or you'll get pimples from all the heat."
Yuan Heng was so frightened that he covered his chin, his fair and smooth handsome face filled with terror.
"Ugh! Don't scare me!"
Ning Lang ate leisurely and happily, her eyes crinkling with laughter, in a very pleasant mood.
That guy absolutely loves durian; anyone who likes durian would find it hard to resist its tempting aroma. Add to that the medicinal herbs in the nourishing soup, and it's more than enough.
Yuan Heng, standing at 1.8 meters tall, sat casually on her desk, raising a brow with his alluring phoenix eyes.
"Earlier, Sheng Xuan's sycophant Liao Congming drove his blue Lamborghini to my used car dealership. The original price was 15 million, but after my brother took a look, he quoted him 6 million."
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