Ning Bingyu's face darkened. He had almost always been the one threatening others in his life, and he had rarely seen someone threaten him so blatantly.
But this is the mainland, not his territory.
The person in front of him certainly had the right to threaten him!
He didn't look at Rong Zhaonan, but released Ning Yuan's hand and asked calmly—
"What is it that my little sister is worried about? There's no need for outsiders to interfere in our family matters."
Ning Yuan took the jade chili pepper back and chuckled lightly, "Young Master Ning, if Rong Zhaonan weren't here, I wouldn't have so easily taken out the jade chili pepper for you to see."
Ning Bingyu frowned slightly: "..."
Ning Yuan looked up at him with her big eyes: "As for outsiders... you and I are the only strangers who are related by blood, aren't we?"
Seeing the atmosphere was about to become tense, Cha Meiling immediately stood up and personally poured tea for everyone.
"Have some tea, have some tea. This is a family reunion, not a gangster negotiation. Brother, just talk to your sister nicely, she'll understand."
Ning Bingyu was angry, but his expression was cold: "What does she understand? I just planned to take the token back to the Hong Kong government first, so that my mother and the others could see it and prove that I have lived up to their expectations. She's acting like she's worried that I'll take the token and then not recognize it."
He never intended to take the jade chili pepper, so he pretended that Ning Yuan didn't exist, after all, finding his lost daughter was his mother's wish.
Ning Yuan raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Young Master Ning, you're joking. Whether you acknowledge me or not, I really don't care."
She paused for a moment: "After all, do you think it's too hasty to prove I'm your sister just because of a jade chili pepper?"
Ning Bingyu was stunned to find that she actually had no intention of recognizing the Ning family again.
Ning Yuan's bluntness in bringing the issue to the forefront only made the atmosphere more tense.
At first, he thought that Rong Zhaonan was just saying it as a polite gesture. Who would refuse to be a rich young lady?
"Fine, then tell me, how can I prove our relationship?" Ning Bingyu crossed his arms and laughed in exasperation.
He ended up begging her to acknowledge him as his relative?!
Even Cha Meiling felt that Ning Yuan was being pretentious, and glanced thoughtfully at Ning Bingyu.
Even among the real Ning family members, the only one who can overpower Ning Bingyu is the "business tycoon" Ning Zhengkun. Even the most纨绔 (spoiled brat) wouldn't dare to easily provoke the eldest brother.
This girl is truly capable; she managed to anger Ning Bingyu, who is usually all smiles, to this extent, and he still couldn't do anything about it.
Ning Yuan calmly replied, "Sure, let's get a blood test done at the Yangcheng Military Region Hospital first. If our blood types don't match, then please let me see the blood types of our two elders."
It will be another twenty years before DNA testing technology is available; for now, we can only do blood tests.
Ning Bingyu was no longer willing to speak, so he nodded and said, "Okay, no need, my whole family has type O blood."
The designated military hospital was probably to prevent him from having someone sabotage the operation, right?
This was the first time he had witnessed a wealthy family recognizing a relative. The person being recognized was worried that the family had made a mistake, and this little sister's cunning gave him a profound understanding of her.
hehe……
Ning Yuan smiled brightly as she looked at the table full of dishes, her big eyes crinkling. "That's settled then. Can we eat now?"
Ning Bingyu was already furious; he had eaten all sorts of delicacies.
At that moment, he had little appetite and said with a forced smile, "Of course, don't be shy."
Ning Yuan happily picked up a piece of Portuguese baked chicken leg and put it in her bowl first.
Then, she picked up another chicken leg and placed it in Rong Zhaonan's bowl, saying sweetly, "Brother, eat!"
Ning Bingyu felt even more bloated as he watched, and expressionlessly took a sip of chrysanthemum and monk fruit tea to calm his temper.
Although I didn't feel that the relationship was very deep, the fact that she acted so attentive to the other brothers in front of him while giving him the cold shoulder was clearly intentional.
Cha Meiling looked at her fiancé, who was so angry he was practically bursting with rage, his face unusually dark.
She suppressed a laugh and gently poured him tea herself, saying, "What my little sister said makes sense. Big brother, please eat first."
During the meal, Ning Yuan barely paid any attention to Ning Bingyu. Besides eating by herself, she kept serving food to Rong Zhaonan and asking him how he was doing.
Comrade Rong Zhaonan was in a good mood, enjoying this rare "feudal emperor" treatment.
His good mood only made Ning Bingyu's mood worse.
Ning Bingyu put down his knife and fork after eating less than a third of his steak.
He coldly watched Ning Yuan diligently cutting steak for Rong Zhaonan: "The girls in our family never need to serve anyone."
The way she served Rong Zhaonan was truly jarring.
Rong Zhaonan still had a piece of beef that Ning Yuan had cut on his fork. His eyes turned cold before he spoke.
Ning Yuan smiled innocently and brightly, trying her best to annoy Ning Dashao: "How can this be called serving someone? My cousin supports me and protects me, so of course I have to return the favor by being good to him."
Ning Bingyu, expressionless, wiped his hands with a handkerchief while coldly watching Rong Zhaonan, wanting to say—
We're not related by blood at all, so what kind of cousin is this?
The meal was finished in a rather "disharmonious" atmosphere.
Seeing that there was still quite a bit left, Ning Yuan waved to the waiter and asked if they had any aluminum lunch boxes for takeout. She could pay a deposit and return the lunch boxes after washing them.
Seeing this, Vivian couldn't help but whisper, "These things have all been touched and are dirty. Do we still need to pack them up?"
This is so embarrassing! I've never seen a young lady pack up leftovers.
However, Ning Yuan was, after all, a young lady of the Ning family who had already gained the approval of the eldest son, even though the atmosphere between them was currently unpleasant.
However, she no longer dared to underestimate them as she had before.
Ning Yuan ignored her and, under the watchful eyes of Ning Bingyu and Cha Meiling, accepted the three lunch boxes handed to her by the waiter, counted out eight yuan as a deposit, and gave it to the waiter.
Then I asked for chopsticks and sorted the remaining dishes into three aluminum lunch boxes.
Vivian felt awkward, both for herself for being ignored after kindly reminding him, and for her young master.
How could I have such a shameful younger sister? It's so embarrassing.
Ning Yuan seemed to know what she was thinking, coldly packed the lunchbox, and looked at her—
“Miss Vivian was born into a middle-class family in Hong Kong. Although she was not as wealthy as Young Master Ning and Miss Cha, she certainly never went hungry.”
She chuckled lightly: "If you've ever experienced the days when you had to tighten your belt and go a month without eating meat just to support national development..."
"You'll understand that packing up a table full of food to take home is what makes it presentable—saving is honorable, wasting is shameful."
Vivian's face flushed red and then turned pale. She didn't dare to speak and just awkwardly shut her mouth.
Even though she looked down on Ning Yuan, she didn't dare show it on her face.
Ning Bingyu, however, watched Ning Yuan turn around and grab a cloth bag to put the leftovers in her cold, slender back, and suddenly felt a pang in his heart.
The family reunion banquet ended—well, unhappily.
As Ning Bingyu watched Ning Yuan and Rong Zhaonan about to leave, he suddenly looked at Ning Yuan and said calmly, "Can I have a word with you alone?"
Rong Zhaonan casually pulled Ning Yuan behind him, raising an eyebrow: "What is it, Young Master Ning?"
The guarded manner made Ning Bingyu's face turn cold: "Ning Yuan is probably my younger sister. What would I do to her?"
Their relationship used to be quite good, but now...
He sneered and curled his lips: "You said it yourself, Guangzhou is your territory, and I still want to leave this private room alive."
Ning Yuan peeked out coolly from the side and said, "My cousin isn't an outsider. There's nothing I have to know."
These words caused a hint of surprise and amusement to flash in Rong Zhaonan's usually cold eyes.
Ning Bingyu was once again stabbed in the back by Ning Yuan, but he suppressed his anger and said, "Fine, everyone else can leave first."
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