"Brother, you value your lover more than your sister."
"You've known me for a long time, I've always been this kind of person."
"——"
That's true, and for a moment, I couldn't find any other words to refute it.
Ning Nian'en hesitated for a moment, then crossed her arms and said, "I don't care, you can't treat me like this."
"So what do you want, my little darling?"
"How about this, you take Sister Acha out to eat, and I won't bother you. But on Sunday, could you take me to the amusement park?" Ning Nian'en asked expectantly.
Sunday is her ninth birthday.
She knew her brother would definitely remember her birthday and would definitely buy her a gift.
However, she had already made an agreement with her father.
For her ninth birthday, her father will put aside his work and take her to the amusement park.
From childhood to adulthood, her father has never broken any promises he has made to her.
Now, her father definitely can't go with her, and she's worried that he'll be sad because she broke her promise, so she wants her brother to take her there. "We'll take lots of photos and send them to Dad to tell him that I'm still happy and to put his mind at ease."
Ning Hong remained silent.
He suddenly reached out and hugged Ning Nian'en, ruffling her hair.
"Brother, don't ruffle my hair, it's messed up my hairstyle."
"Little brat, what hairstyle do you have?"
Ning Nian'en is truly an angelic child, with an incredibly tender heart.
"And actually, I also want to go and have some fun."
Seeing that her brother did not agree, Ning Nian'en spoke up again.
"Okay, on Sunday, your brother will take you out to play and take lots of pictures of you, then we'll send them to Dad to show him."
Actually, he originally wanted to throw a birthday party for Nian'en.
He had already secretly spoken to Shuiyao and the others, but since Nian'en had made this request, he would naturally grant it.
At 7:30 p.m., Ning Nian'en was taken to the room of Song Kui, one of the Seven Young Masters.
Song Kui is the youngest of these male escorts, only sixteen years old this year.
He's still a high school student.
However, he dropped out of school early and is now studying on his own.
As for her appearance, according to Ning Nian'en, Song Kui looked like a porcelain doll, exceptionally delicate and beautiful. She had curly, jet-black hair, long, curled eyelashes, and bright, almond-shaped eyes.
This person is a bit cold-hearted.
During non-business hours, they barely exchange a few words a day.
Of course, even during business hours, he said this much less often than others.
But there's nothing he can do; women these days just love that kind of thing.
Ning Nian'en sat quietly at her desk reading a comic book.
To be honest, she never expected that Uncle Shuiyao would have guests at the last minute and Brother Zhuangyou would be out. There was nothing she could do but send her to Song Kui's place.
Actually, she would rather stay in her room alone than with Song Kui.
However, Uncle Shuiyao was still worried and said that Song Kui was the best candidate.
The best candidate, right?
"If you're too bored, you can watch TV," Song Kui suddenly said.
"No, no need, it would bother you."
Ning Nian'en shook her head. The room was indeed very quiet, so quiet that she felt very uncomfortable.
But Song Kui's brother is studying, so she can't disturb him.
"It's okay, I'm not afraid of noise."
Song Kui looked up at Ning Nian'en, her eyes softening.
Ning Nian'en is indeed a very warm-hearted child, and he felt quite comfortable being with her.
"So, I'm really going to open it?"
"Go ahead and turn it on, I'm really not afraid of the noise."
Since Song Kui had said so, Ning Nian'en didn't stand on ceremony and turned on the TV in the room.
The room was suddenly filled with a cacophony of noise.
The room was no longer so quiet, and Ning Nian'en felt much more at ease.
She was so engrossed in watching TV that she didn't notice the faint curve of Song Kui's lips.
Ning Hong and Jiang Cha sat facing each other.
Ning Hong was a little nervous. No matter how many times he met Acha or how long they had been husband and wife, he still felt his heart flutter every time they met.
"Eat up, stop staring at me, the food's getting cold."
French food is meant to be served cold.
"Nonsense." Jiang Cha rolled her eyes at him, annoyed. "If you don't like French food, why did you invite me here?"
"I just want to be with you."
Ning Hong, biting her fork, stared intently at Jiang Cha.
A surge of emotion welled up from the depths of my heart and spread to my face.
It added a touch of color to her fair cheeks.
"Don't look at me, eat."
"oh."
He spoke as if he were right, but his eyes didn't move at all.
Jiang Cha coughed softly. Seeing Ning Hongze like this, even though her cheeks were burning, she still looked up and stubbornly stared at her.
It's very strange.
The more I look at him, the more familiar he seems.
She felt that the man in front of her was born to be hers.
"Hongze, you're here too."
Just as the two were gazing at each other, a voice suddenly interrupted, breaking their tender exchange.
Upon hearing this voice, Ning Hong frowned.
This is truly bizarre; why is Bai Xiaoquan's spirit so persistent?
Seeing Sui Tang standing next to Bai Xiaoquan, Ning Hong's doubts deepened.
Something must have happened to the Sui family by now, so why is Sui Tang still in the mood to stroll around here and pick up girls?
This chapter is not finished, please click the next page to continue reading!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
