"Oh, it's Brother Zhang eating with us! Okay, I'll add two more dishes then." Chef Li from the guesthouse said with a smile when he saw them sitting at a table.
Soon, Chef Li served them all the dishes.
Vice Principal Zhu took the teapot first and poured tea into Ning Yuan's enamel cup.
His refined, gaunt face was filled with emotion: "Thank you, Xiao Ning. If it weren't for you helping me take over that plum vase, I probably would have lost both the goods and the money."
Their belongings were stolen, and they lost all their money. Thanks to Xiao Ning, he was able to get the money and save his mother and wife.
Ning Yuan raised her teacup and clinked it against Vice Principal Zhu's: "Selling antiques on the black market, if you don't understand the market rates and inside information, it's easy to get ripped off."
The antique business is a deep and complex affair. Uncle Liu has connections in both the legitimate and underworld circles, and he also colluded with other people in the black market to pressure Vice Principal Zhu on his price.
The intention to force Vice Principal Zhu to sell at a low price is a form of hostile takeover, which is very common in later generations.
Finally, they resorted to outright robbery, which she couldn't stand by and watch any longer, so she took action.
She also took the opportunity to make a fortune, so Vice Principal Zhu didn't owe her anything.
“I can’t accept Uncle Zhu’s offer of this tea. You’ll be my principal from now on,” Ning Yuan said with a smile, her big, black eyes crinkling.
Vice Principal Zhu smiled and didn't insist on serving tea: "Xiao Ning seems very confident that she will be admitted as my student."
He paused for a moment: "I was thinking that if you really wanted to take the college entrance exam, even if our school didn't have one, we would try our best to find a way to help you."
Ning Yuan shook her head: "Uncle Zhu, don't worry. If I can't even pass the transfer student exam, I'll definitely fail the college entrance exam. Then having a student status will be meaningless."
Having lived two lives, she knew perfectly well that China was a society based on personal connections, and she would give gifts in order to get a chance to participate in the exam.
I'm not so aloof as to be detached from worldly affairs; having connections is also an important aspect of judging a person's competence.
She wouldn't try to take shortcuts when it comes to things that truly rely on her own abilities. People without real skills will eventually be exposed, so why bother with the thankless task of cheating?
Looking at Ning Yuan, Vice Principal Zhu and Second Brother Zhang smiled in appreciation of her clear-headedness.
"It's rare to find a young girl like you who is worldly-wise yet not cynical. I look forward to having you as my student!" Vice Principal Zhu said with a smile as he drank tea with her.
Rong Zhaonan sat to the side, coldly watching Ning Yuan. This girl was sometimes naive, but at other times she seemed like a wise person who had seen through the ways of the world.
It's contradictory and incongruous, like a pool of clear water, but the depth of which is unknown.
Rong Zhaonan lowered his eyes, concealing the contemplation within them. Ordinary people lack his experience and keen sense of investigation, especially with Ning Yuan's cover-up.
It was difficult to detect Ning Yuan's strangeness.
But after spending so much time with her, her words and actions were completely inconsistent with her background, status, and experience, yet her background was spotless.
Since she hasn't done anything harmful, let's just leave it at that for now.
I hope she can remain "abnormal" like this for the rest of her life without any problems.
Rong Zhaonan gave a slight smile.
After the meal, Vice Principal Zhu went to pay the bill. Ning Yuan didn't rush to pay, showing that she should accept the offer of help and that it was also a way of giving face to others.
Zhang Er handed Ning Yuan a key: "Xiao Yuan has a letter of introduction this time. There aren't many leaders coming on business trips lately, so I'll just use the same room you stayed in last time!"
As he spoke, he winked at Ning Yuan and Rong Zhaonan before getting back to his work.
Only Ning Yuan and Rong Zhaonan remained, and the air fell silent for a moment.
Ning Yuan glanced at him and said, "I'm going upstairs to put my things away."
After saying that, she ignored him and went upstairs with her bag containing a change of clothes and toiletries.
Rong Zhaonan frowned slightly and followed behind her with a cold expression.
Upon arriving at the room on the second floor, Ning Yuan skillfully opened the door and went inside to put her things away.
But as soon as she saw the 1.8-meter-long bed in the room, she remembered the last time she had nestled against his chest and slept with him all night.
Ning Yuan couldn't help but blush a little, looked away, and put her toiletries into the private bathroom.
After washing her face and hands, she hung the handkerchief to dry, sat on the edge of the bed and took off her shoes: "I'm going to sleep for a while. I'm going to look for a house this afternoon. Do you want to come with me?"
Rong Zhaonan glanced at her expressionlessly: "Isn't Chen Chen more suitable to accompany you to see the house than I am? Should I inform him?"
Upon hearing this, Ning Yuan's round face fell, and she rolled her eyes: "You're being sarcastic. I didn't need to ask you!"
It wasn't her who insulted him; Vice Principal Zhu just isn't very good at speaking, and it wasn't intentional.
Who told this unlucky guy to be born at the wrong time, decades too late, so that countless fans would be obsessed with his face, crazy about him, and even bang their heads against a wall for him!
But what does this have to do with her?
She'd already given him a way out, but he was still acting all high and mighty. Don't blame her for taking the opportunity to leave.
Ning Yuan ignored him, simply took off her outer clothes and trousers, got into bed, pulled up the quilt, and went to sleep.
Rong Zhaonan watched as she habitually stretched out her legs to first tuck the blanket around herself, then rolled herself up in the blanket, becoming like a silkworm, and lay down, completely ignoring him.
He held back for a moment, then went into the bathroom with a gloomy face to put his things away.
Looking up, I saw the large printed silk handkerchief that Ning Yuan was wearing.
He suddenly remembered the last time he stayed at a hotel... the spot he had dirtied.
Rong Zhaonan's gloomy expression softened slightly, and a blush of unease appeared on his fair face.
He looked away, turned on the tap, and went to wash up with the cold tap water.
When Rong Zhaonan came out of the bathroom, he saw that the girl on the bed was already in the warm quilt, making soft snoring sounds.
He inexplicably felt a sense of frustration, like punching cotton.
That curly-haired dead rabbit, he falls asleep instantly wherever he goes, as if he doesn't care at all that she's angry, and he's the only one holding his anger in.
He narrowed his phoenix eyes, which were filled with hidden anger, knelt on one knee on the bed, and reached out to pull off her blanket and shake her off.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door: "Knock knock knock."
Rong Zhaonan then straightened up, glanced at the door, got out of bed and went to open it.
A plump waitress stood at the door, carrying a large quilt in her arms.
Seeing Rong Zhaonan open the door, she unceremoniously stuffed the quilt into his arms: "Hey, young man, this is an extra quilt that Xiao Ning asked me to prepare for you."
Then, the waitress looked at Rong Zhaonan, frowned, and shook her head: "Tsk tsk, Xiao Ning has such a good wife, but she won't even let you sleep in the same bed with her. She doesn't even know how to coax her."
After saying that, the older sister rolled her eyes and left.
Rong Zhaonan hugged the blanket, his face, which had eased slightly, darkened again.
He closed the door, turned back to the bedside, and threw the blanket onto the bed with a cold face, a vein throbbing on his forehead.
That's great, they even got him a blanket, and everyone in the guesthouse knows that their "relationship is not good".
...
Ning Yuan had a nice afternoon nap; she usually wakes up automatically after a little over an hour.
She stretched and saw that there was no one around.
Ning Yuan paused for a moment, then looked out the window at the pale sunlight streaming in through the glass.
Waking up from a nap and watching dust particles dance in the air, I don't know why, I feel a little... empty inside.
She got up, dressed, put on her shoes and socks, and went out of the room, only to see a cold, aloof figure standing on the balcony, looking down at the street.
The man's long, slender fingers held a cigarette, which he casually rested on the balcony railing.
It was a very ordinary movement, but because of his crossed long legs and upright figure, it exuded a strange sense of cool languor.
This reminded Ning Yuan of a white tiger, which lies dormant and resting under the winter sun.
She looked at it for a while, satisfying her aesthetic needs, and then glanced at the sofa—where there was a pillow and a blanket.
Yes, the White Tiger has a bad temper; it would rather stay on the sofa than sleep in bed.
Tsk tsk, those legs are longer than the sofa, how can you sleep comfortably?
Ning Yuan didn't call him; she didn't care who it was.
In this life, her most important principle after being reborn is—to be happy, especially to make yourself happy!
She turned around, quickly slung her small handbag over her shoulder, and went out.
But as soon as she got down to the first floor, someone grabbed her by the braid: "How are you planning to get there?"
Ning Yuan was pulled and stumbled. When she turned around, she saw Rong Zhaonan standing behind her like a ghost, looking down at her.
And she didn't even notice?!
Ning Yuan was startled and angrily pulled back her braid: "Are you a ghost? You walk so silently, like you're floating!"
Thank goodness it was broad daylight, that would have been terrifying!
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