Ning Yuan was so embarrassed that she scratched her toes on the ground: "Ahem... Sister Hongyu..."
Chu Hongyu not only subtly warned her not to get pregnant so early, but she also directly warned Rong Zhaonan.
"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on her." But Rong Zhaonan wasn't angry; instead, he smiled faintly.
Ning Yuan didn't have many family or friends who were genuinely good to her in the past, so he doesn't dislike the person who is now genuinely caring for her.
Chu Hongyu understood the meaning behind Rong Zhaonan's words and nodded in satisfaction: "That's more like what an older brother should do."
Ning Yuan coughed lightly and quickly asked Rong Zhaonan, "Brother, what brings you here?"
Rong Zhaonan smiled and handed her a cardboard box: "Isn't Grandpa and Grandma's shop opening tomorrow? I got paid and bought you a dress. Open it and see if you like it."
In front of Chu Hongyu, Ning Yuan blushed and coughed lightly, then took the dress, saying, "Brother, don't waste money in the future. I have clothes and dresses now."
He just gave her a set of export-quality clothes two days ago.
Chu Hongyu took the water bottle from Ning Yuan's hand, a half-smile on her face: "Open it and see what my cousin has in mind."
Ning Yuan had no choice but to open the box. Inside was a dark red velvet dress in a Russian style, with a black ribbon tied in a bow at the waist, and velvet ruffles at the neckline and cuffs.
The design is simple, yet elegant and refined; you can tell at a glance.
These are clothes that can only be bought in Shanghai's foreign trade malls or hotel foreign guest shops. They look very expensive, costing at least a month's salary!
Chu Hongyu teased, "It looks great, the style and size are perfect for Ningning. Your cousin really put his heart into it. I wonder if my best friend gets a share?"
Rong Zhaonan readily agreed: "No problem."
He was worried about how to bribe the people around Ning Yuan and was keeping an eye on her.
Ning Yuan felt a little embarrassed by the teasing and muttered to Rong Zhaonan, "Well, we're going to get some water, brother, you go back first..."
She calls him "brother" so smoothly now.
A timid, soft voice suddenly rang out: "Ningning, what interesting things are you looking at?"
Ning Yuan immediately felt someone warmly take her other arm.
Ding Lan looked at Rong Zhaonan, and the moment their eyes met, she froze.
Rong Zhaonan used to dress too elegantly and was too thin in the countryside, his strong and muscular body was hidden under the loose and tattered clothes he picked up.
With his face that never gets tanned no matter how much sun he gets, and his big glasses, he has no masculinity whatsoever, and no woman in the village would give him a second glance.
Now that we're in Shanghai, there's no need to hide our presence, especially given the open atmosphere there.
To make it easier for him to move around, he often wore a leather jacket and trousers, along with short boots imported from foreign special forces, tucking the trouser legs into the boots.
His overly handsome face instantly gained a heroic and sharp air.
A moment later, Ding Lan blinked her eyes and smiled softly, looking like a little sister. Suddenly, she tilted her head and reached out to Rong Zhaonan—
"This must be Ningning's cousin. Hello, cousin. I'm Ding Lan, Ningning's good friend from the same class and dormitory."
When Rong Zhaonan saw that she was Ning Yuan's roommate, he reached out and shook her hand, smiling, "Hello."
But when he tried to pull his hand back, Ding Lan did not.
She grasped his hand with an air of reverence, her eyes sparkling with envy: "I heard you're our chief military training instructor. It's a pity I'm not in good health and couldn't participate in the training."
Rong Zhaonan glanced at Ning Yuan, and this time he unceremoniously withdrew his hand: "Mm."
Seeing that Rong Zhaonan spoke concisely and to the point, unlike other male classmates who would talk to her more when they saw the admiration in her eyes, she realized that Rong Zhaonan was not like other male classmates who would talk to her more when they saw the admiration in her eyes.
Ding Lan felt a little disappointed, but then she remembered how Chu Hongyu had spoken and joked with him so freely.
She laughed along, reaching out to rummage through Ning Yuan's dress, and exclaimed in surprise, "This dress is so beautiful! Brother has such good taste!"
Ning Yuan slapped her hand away and said coldly, "Don't touch things that aren't yours."
Rong Zhaonan felt a surge of joy upon hearing her pointed warning, and a slight smile curved his lips.
Ning Yuan slapped Ding Lan hard, and Ding Lan's hand hurt terribly. This time, she really cried.
But when she was in front of Rong Zhaonan, she remembered that Ning Yuan was Rong Zhaonan's "sister" and immediately held back.
She shook Ning Yuan's arm and said in a coquettish tone, "Oh, Ning Ning, I'm not going to steal your dress."
After saying that, Ding Lan looked at Rong Zhaonan with her big eyes crinkling, "Brother, Ningning got a dress, Hongyu got a dress, do I get one too?"
This woman is imitating Ning Yuan. Rong Zhaonan narrowed his eyes, but hadn't said anything yet.
Chu Hongyu slapped her hand away, pulled Ning Yuan over, and said coldly, "You have no right to it, so don't be so shameless as to call him 'brother'!"
To deal with this kind of stubborn person, she didn't even bother with scheming; a slap was the best solution.
Ding Lan trembled with anger, her face turned pale, and large tears streamed down her face.
"Sister Hongyu... I'm sorry, could you please stop targeting me? I didn't mean to take my brother's gift from you."
As she said this, she looked at Rong Zhaonan and silently shed tears.
Most male students would have stood up for him long ago if they saw this!
Rong Zhaonan looked at Ning Yuan as if she hadn't seen him, and said indifferently, "I'll go back first. See you tomorrow morning."
Ning Yuan gave him a playful twist on the waist: "Hmph, troublemaker!"
After he had some extra money, although he couldn't compare to Chen Chen, who trained on the playground every few days and could easily collect poems from female college students, he was still quite popular!
Rong Zhaonan looked at Ning Yuan's sullen face, wanted to laugh but held back, and rubbed her cheeks.
Chu Hongyu waved her hand at him as if shooing away a fly: "Cousin, you should go back first. Ningning has to get up early tomorrow. Stay away from scoundrels in the future."
Rong Zhaonan nodded readily: "Okay."
With that, he turned around, strode onto his bicycle, and walked away with a flourish.
This scene nearly made Ding Lan furious—
Cousin Rong listens to Chu Hongyu so much, which clearly means he likes her. Chu Hongyu is afraid that Cousin Rong will take a liking to her, which is why she targets her in every way!
She bit her lip, glared at Chu Hongyu, then turned and ran away crying!
"There are so many lunatics these days." Chu Hongyu rolled her eyes, assuming that Ding Lan was just angry that she had ruined her plan to rub against Ning Yuan's skirt.
Ning Yuan sighed, "Who can argue with that?"
She vaguely saw the shadow of Aunt Wang, the hooligan from Sitang Village, in Ding Lan!
I really want to slap him across the face!
Early the next morning
Ning Yuan wore a dark red velvet dress given to her by Rong Zhaonan. She was not tall, and wearing a long dress would have made her look shorter.
However, the dress has a very good three-dimensional cut, with a high waistline and a black ribbon that makes her proportions look slimmer and her legs longer.
A pair of black Mary Jane lambskin shoes, a gift Yan Yangyang insisted on giving as an opening present.
Her long, curly hair was half tied back, adorned with a new butterfly hair clip given to her by Chu Hongyu—she looked like a fashionable yet retro Western-style young lady.
Ning Yuan decided not to go for the Hong Kong style beauty look like Chingmy Yau today, since school leaders and teachers would be coming.
Since you've decided to take the "pretend to be weak to fool others" route, you have to act like a "weakling"!
Ding Lan looked at Ning Yuan's beautiful clothes, then glanced at Yan Yangyang and Chu Hongyu with a wronged expression, as if she were about to cry out—
Why are you willing to give Ning Yuan such expensive things, but you get angry when I use some of your things?
Unfortunately, she received no response and the three of them left decisively. Weren't they spreading rumors that they were isolating her?
Then let's just isolate him then, otherwise wouldn't he be carrying this empty title for nothing? Who's afraid of who!
Ning Yuan, Chu Hongyu, and Yan Yangyang walked to the back door, chatting and laughing.
Ning Yuan was taken aback and immediately noticed the group of men in suits standing with Rong Zhaonan.
Their attire was so different from the simple and plain-dressed students that they were so eye-catching that it was hard not to notice them.
One of the men, dressed in a trench coat and suit, with brown sunglasses that couldn't hide his sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, exuded the refined demeanor of a Hong Kong-style business tycoon.
At first glance, Ning Yuan recognized the other party's identity—Ning Bingyu, the eldest son of the Ning family.
Ning Bingyu was talking to Rong Zhaonan when he suddenly seemed to sense something and turned to look over.
The moment he saw Ning Yuan, he froze for a moment, instinctively took off his sunglasses, and blurted out, "Big sister... what happened to you..."
But as Ning Yuan approached, he could see clearly that she was petite and had a youthful and beautiful appearance.
It wasn't her cousin Ning Man'an, who was half a year older than her.
Rong Zhaonan took in Ning Bingyu's rare loss of composure and smiled slightly at Ning Yuan: "You're here, quite early."
Although Ning Yuan was also surprised to see Ning Bingyu, she already knew that Rong Zhaonan and Ning Bingyu were working together, so she was somewhat prepared.
By this time, she had composed herself and her big eyes crinkled into crescents: "Yes, Grandpa and Grandma run a shop, how could I not come?"
The shop was rented in my grandfather's name, but to avoid trouble, we told the outside world that the person in charge was Grandpa Tang.
Ning Bingyu is a seasoned businessman.
Although he was surprised that this girl looked so much like his cousin Ning Man'an in her teenage years.
But his face remained calm, and he simply smiled and asked Rong Zhaonan, "Anan, who is this?"
Rong Zhaonan said, "This is my younger sister. You can just call her Ningning."
A strange glint flashed in Ning Bingyu's eyes, but the smile on his face was still as warm and inviting as a spring breeze.
He reached out to Ning Yuan: "So Anan had such a beautiful younger sister hidden away. Hello, Miss Ningning."
Ning Yuan glanced at Rong Zhaonan.
Not only did he not correct Ning Bingyu's misunderstanding that she was his younger sister, he also did not intend to tell Ning Bingyu that her surname was actually Ning.
Ning Yuan had no idea what Boss Rong was up to.
She simply went along with him, smiled at Ning Bingyu, and cleverly spoke in Mandarin instead of Cantonese—
"Mr. Ning, hello, welcome back to the mainland for a visit and cooperation. You can still call me Ning Ning."
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