Qin Hongxing's eyes held an undisguised malice: "You tell me, if that woman can't go to university, then Brother Zhaonan will have to come out, right?"
He Su paused, picked up his teacup, and took a sip.
Her beautiful stepson suddenly disappeared two months ago, and even Lao Rong couldn't find his son.
Previously, we could find out where someone was by sending them money, but now we can't find them. It's obvious that someone is helping Rong Zhaonan cover up his whereabouts.
She smiled and looked at Qin Hongxing: "Yes, my husband Rong is really worried about Zhaonan being out there all alone. He's still young and easily deceived by women with ill intentions."
...
One hour later
After seeing Qin Hongxing off, He Su picked up the file bag that Qin Hongxing had given her; it contained Ning Yuan's materials.
After she finished looking at it, she stood by the window and gazed at the scenery for a while.
There was a small lake near where they lived, its surface shimmering in the sunlight, making He Su squint her alluring eyes.
She first called the secretary's office: "Old Rong's stomach hasn't been feeling well lately, and he likes to eat fish porridge. Could you prepare the ingredients for me? I'll make it myself tonight."
The secretary's office agreed.
He Su changed the line again and made a phone call to Shanghai.
Soon, the call was answered.
"Hello, it's me." He Su switched to the local Shanghai dialect.
The man on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, then smiled wryly: "So it's Mrs. Rong. We haven't been in touch for years. What made you think of calling me?"
He Su lit an American cigarette and slowly exhaled the smoke: "We're old friends and from the same hometown, so of course I'd think of old friends when something good happens."
The man chuckled on the phone and asked, "What good news is it that Mrs. Lao Rong is so concerned about from all this way?"
He Su smiled casually as she looked at a photograph in her hand—
"You still like young girls, don't you? I have a tender young girl here that looks just like your type. If you can eat her, you can eat her for me. I won't treat you badly."
The black and white photo shows Ning Yuan as the top scorer at the county's No. 2 High School upon graduation.
The girl in the photo has a pair of bright, captivating eyes, a round face, a small mouth, and a long, glossy black braid. Her smile is as radiant as a summer flower, delicate and radiant.
The man seemed somewhat interested: "How do you want me to eat? Like I'm going to die?"
He Su said gently, "It would be best if you could devour her alive. If you can't, death is fine too. I'll have someone send you the information via telegram."
The man on the other end of the phone clicked his tongue and chuckled, "So ruthless, how did you offend Madam Rong?"
He Su smiled and said, "If a mother-in-law doesn't like her daughter-in-law and wants to set rules for her, does she need a reason?"
Qin Hongxing is a complete idiot, incompetent and naive.
They just wanted to get the country girl's adoptive parents to make a scene so that the girl couldn't go to school.
But how could such methods be enough to make her beautiful, smart and capable stepson lose his composure?
He Su hadn't seen his delicate phoenix eyes filled with anger for a long time, yet he was suppressing it in front of her.
The man was speechless: "..."
Finally, he smiled slyly: "You trust me, you're lucky. You don't have a mother-in-law, you're the mistress of the house right away."
He Su lowered her eyes coldly, but her red lips smiled as she looked at her slender, untouched fingers—
“We all came from the same performing arts troupe. If we can’t trust you, who can we trust? You’re right, I’m just lucky!”
She's lucky, so of course some people aren't.
For example, her "daughter-in-law".
...
Days passed by.
Ning Yuan invited Chu Hongyu to dinner, and Chu Hongyu readily agreed to help, finding someone to renovate the shop on Zhengming Road behind the gate.
It doesn't need to be too complicated. Just paint the walls white and lay the tiles. Ning Yuan has her own plans for the rest.
Stalls have sprung up in the faculty and staff quarters of Fudan University, selling noodles, wontons, stationery, and more...
The students have also gotten used to running to the courtyard after military training or get out of class.
Of course, with the hot weather, the sparkling water shop run by Grandma Xia and Old Man Tang was the busiest, so Ning Yuan took the opportunity to order some different kinds of fruits and condiments.
Soft and sticky Job's tears, cassava dumplings, mung beans, and red beans, soaked in rock sugar water... one spoonful for one cent.
The novel way of eating it made teachers and students unable to resist ordering a bowl when they ordered noodles or wontons. After all, it was only 8 cents, so it was a bargain!
The school turned a blind eye, but the security department still sent security guards to keep an eye on things.
Grandpa Tang and Grandma Xia were both very happy. Their relationship with their neighbors improved a lot, and their small business flourished again.
Ning Yuan wasn't very happy. The military training was almost over, and she had worked hard practicing self-defense for over a month, but...
"Slap!" Ning Yuan was pinned face down on the floor by Rong Zhaonan, her features contorted.
All she could do was frantically pound the floor—to show that she was giving up!
Rong Zhaonan lifted her off the mat on the floor like a rabbit before letting go.
Ning Yuan rubbed her face, glaring at him defiantly: "Why can I throw Instructor Jin over my shoulder, but I can't even last one move against you!"
It's infuriating! And this bastard didn't hold back at all, he kept pressing her face down until her face was almost flattened!
Rong Zhaonan's cool eyes held a hint of a smile: "You know, Jin Yang and the others were just being lenient with you."
Ning Yuan was furious and angry: "I didn't expect to win against you. Even if it was just to make you back down, I would at least have a chance to escape!"
Self-defense techniques are not for killing, but for self-defense and survival.
Seeing her defiant look, Rong Zhaonan raised an eyebrow, his words laced with provocation: "I'll give you another chance. If you let me back down for a bit, I'll personally take you to the shooting range."
Ning Yuan's big eyes lit up as she glared at him: "Fine, if I can make you let go, you'll take me to shoot at target practice!"
During their military training, they practice target shooting, and they practice aiming almost every day. However, the real target shooting session is tomorrow, and they can only shoot old-fashioned rifles!
Rong Zhaonan chuckled lightly, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his long, beautiful, and muscular forearms: "Fine, if you lose, you'll have to scrub my back."
This girl, you'd only get her to back down if she went easy on him.
Ning Yuan was stunned, and her face flushed slightly. Was this person taking advantage of her? This was not something that ordinary people could do in these conservative times.
But Rong Zhaonan's eyes were clear and calm, like a Taoist priest who was free from worldly desires.
It seemed that Ning Yuan had overthought things and was aroused by lust.
Ning Yuan was speechless. That dog, sometimes you really don't know what strange and lousy tricks he'll come up with, and you don't know where he learned them from.
Ning Yuan narrowed her eyes, her gaze sweeping over the window, where the condom balloons she had hung up were long gone.
And it was gone the next day, she pretended to be unhappy and questioned him.
Young Master Rong calmly stated that the imported balloons were of poor quality and all of them burst overnight, so he had no choice but to dispose of them.
That's a perfectly valid reason!
But...
Ning Yuan withdrew her gaze, then suddenly bent down, clenched her fist, and charged towards Rong Zhaonan.
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