Ever since Ning Yuan stabbed someone, her big eyes have always looked particularly intimidating.
Like a dagger that has been sharpened.
Especially when she's looking at him so quietly and intently.
Rong Zhaonan had more lives on his hands, so he wasn't afraid. He simply said without anger or resentment, "I do care about her very much..."
Ning Yuan's eyes turned cold, but Rong Zhaonan added, "Because you care about her a lot."
Her gaze shifted instantly, and her voice was still a little hoarse: "Who said I care about her!"
Rong Zhaonan reached out and pulled her into his arms: "When you lie, did you ever look in the mirror and see what was written on your face?"
He was somewhat concerned about Cha Meiling, but most of his concern was due to Ning Yuan's unusual behavior today.
Ning Yuan squirmed in his arms like a worm, trying to slip away: "What did you write?"
Rong Zhaonan held her waist firmly, then gave her a light tap on the bottom as a warning: "You're writing that you have a guilty conscience!"
Ning Yuan froze for a moment, then whispered, "It's probably because I'm jealous that she's prettier than me. She has big breasts and a slim waist, and men don't all..."
"Slap!" The slap was quite loud on her bottom even through her pants.
Ning Yuan instantly became angry, turned her head, covered her buttocks, and glared at him: "Are you addicted to spanking me? Do you really think you're my father?"
Rong Zhaonan, expressionless, pressed her down onto his lap, placing his hand menacingly above her buttocks—
"I think you really deserve a beating. As your cousin, I should teach you a lesson. You can't just spout nonsense like that."
Ning Yuan knew that this man was cunning and sly at heart, but his words warmed her heart.
She turned her face away awkwardly: "Okay, I won't say anymore. Cha Meiling hinted to me that the jade chili pepper might be involved in a large sum of money, or to put it more simply, a treasure."
Rong Zhaonan raised an eyebrow: "The Ning family owns oil fields in the Middle East. What treasures would they lack?"
Ning Yuan sighed, and with some effort, while still lying on his lap, pulled the jade chili pepper out of her collar—
"So, I also think it's a bit far-fetched, but the Ning family really wants this jade chili pepper."
Moreover, in her previous life, after losing the Jade Chili Pepper, Ou Minglang came to talk to her once, and they never came to see her again.
In her previous life, she wouldn't have dared to approach the Ning family to claim kinship without any real connection. She was afraid that she would be beaten up by the bodyguards before she even reached their doorstep, as if they were crazy.
"Cha Meiling hinted to me that many people wanted this thing, and that I should be wary of people, even Ning Bingyu."
Ning Yuan rolled over and lay on Rong Zhaonan's lap, lost in thought.
A sharp glint flashed in Rong Zhaonan's long, beautiful eyes—
"Cha Meiling, or rather the Cha family, may not be as close to the Ning family as they appear on the surface."
"It's possible that Cha Meiling or the Cha family also wants the Jade Chili Pepper."
Otherwise, why would Ning Yuan, as the adopted daughter of the Ning family, come here to instigate Ning Yuan not to listen to her husband's family?
Ning Yuan's big eyes curved slightly: "What, why can't Miss Cha be beautiful and kind-hearted, reminding me to be careful that the Ning family takes the jade chili pepper and then abandons me after using me?"
She thought of how Vivian couldn't hide her disdain no matter how hard she tried, and scoffed indifferently: "After all, a daughter like me would only bring shame to Hong Kong's top wealthy family and dilute their family's wealth."
Cha Meiling said that the Ning family wouldn't abandon their daughter for money; it's not like they couldn't afford to raise her. The Ning family's perspective isn't that narrow.
But now that I think about it, since Ou Minglang has appeared, the Ning family may not have been unaware of her existence in their previous life.
But by then she had no chili peppers left, was utterly useless, and was about to get married.
They probably didn't care whether they found her or not.
Rong Zhaonan simply took the medicine to change and disinfect the wounds on Ning Yuan's head and face: "Do you believe what Cha Meiling said?"
A slight pain shot through her face as Ning Yuan rubbed the jade chili pepper in her hand: "I don't believe anyone, but what exactly is the use of this jade chili pepper? I can't think of anything other than that it's related to money."
She paused, then decisively put the chili peppers away and made a decision—
"Whatever, I will never hand it over casually unless I know what it's actually used for!"
Rong Zhaonan changed her medicine and said, "Remember, people like Cha Meiling and Ning Bingyu are too idle to be good Samaritans. They're less likely to do so than I am your father."
“That’s not necessarily true, Uncle Rong. Don’t you think you’re not like a father enough?” Ning Yuan said to him with emotion.
Rong Zhaonan put down the gauze, then suddenly grabbed her slender waist and twisted her, pinning her down beneath him with her back turned: "What's wrong, itching for a beating again?"
Ning Yuan felt the bed sink, and she blushed instantly: "What...what are you doing..."
Rong Zhaonan pinched her slender waist and whispered in her ear, "Be intimate with your own wife."
Ning Yuan's face turned bright red, and she awkwardly tried to push him away, saying, "It's broad daylight, aren't you ashamed?"
Rong Zhaonan gently kissed her neck, his voice husky and wicked: "I'm free this afternoon, no need to keep track of time."
Ning Yuan didn't refuse, nor could she refuse. He hadn't even taken his clothes off properly, and they just spent the whole afternoon fooling around like that.
The sky was getting dark.
Ning Yuan managed to get him to finish twice, even though she was so sleepy she could barely keep her eyes open, she still forced herself to get up.
I counted the money I got back today; it was over two thousand yuan. I carefully put it into the inner pocket of my clothes.
She finally collapsed, completely satisfied, and fell asleep instantly.
Rong Zhaonan: "..."
This money-grubber!
He didn't know whether to be angry or amused, so he went to get the thermos, mixed some hot water, and gave her a quick clean-up before holding her and going to sleep.
...
The next day, Ning Bingyu had Vivian send another two thousand yuan.
The two met at a herbal tea and dessert shop on the street, and Ning Yuan accepted the money without hesitation.
This kind of windfall is a one-way street!
Vivian was very polite, but her eyes betrayed her disdain for her vulgarity.
Ning Yuan glanced at her: "I suggest you don't let Young Master Ning see that kind of look in your eyes, otherwise you won't last long by his side."
Vivian has been warned and questioned about her professionalism twice in the past two days, and she looks displeased.
Not daring to confront Cha Meiling, she couldn't hold back when facing Ning Yuan: "Miss Ning, you should mind your own business."
After saying that, she turned and left.
Ning Yuan raised an eyebrow and said to her back, "I'll wait and see when you get fired."
Vivian was furious. She staggered and quickened her pace to leave.
Ning Yuan returned to the guesthouse and quickly took Ou Minglang and Man Hua to Gaodi Street.
Liang Xin and Liang Le, the two siblings, were shocked that Ning Yuan suddenly had a considerable sum of money in her hands.
Ning Yuan insisted on paying, and Liang Xin couldn't persuade her otherwise. So, based on the price from last time, she didn't have to pay the full amount. This time, she got her two deluxe Sharp 777 tape recorders and six Sanyo TVs.
Ning Yuan went and scavenged another batch of wool coats, batwing shirts, jackets, and denim spring clothes.
She made a fortune this time, and with plenty of money in hand, she also acquired six or seven fashionable accessories such as bags, scarves, sunglasses, and earrings.
Looking at the several large sacks that were now full, Ning Yuan was overjoyed at the thought that these things could be exchanged for even more money, making her the first person to earn ten thousand yuan.
Even his legs, which had been sore and numb from Rong Zhaonan's actions, felt energized again!
Making money makes me happy!
Ou Minglang, drenched in sweat from carrying the load, looked at Ning Yuan, who was also covered in sweat, and couldn't help but ask—
"If you want to do business, you can ask Brother Yu for help. Why go to such lengths? He's a big shot in the Hong Kong business world. Even a little bit of his money is enough for you to live on."
Which wealthy family in Hong Kong has daughters who go to the wholesale market to buy their own goods?
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