"What? Ning Bingyu is coming to Shanghai again after the New Year?" Ning Yuan was getting dressed when she suddenly stood up, almost kicking the bed and falling over.
Wei Heng, who was helping her pack with a rope, quickly reached out to steady her: "Be careful!"
Ning Yuan awkwardly took his hand and said, "I was just excited for a moment."
Wei Heng reached out and tapped her head with a hint of exasperation: "You're such a grown woman, yet you're still so clumsy!"
Rong Zhaonan suddenly walked over and pulled Ning Yuan to his side: "What, can you stop Ning Bingyu and the others from going north? But after the New Year, the second madam of the Ning family may also come along."
Ning Yuan was taken aback and remained silent. She didn't know what kind of person the second wife of the Ning family was.
But having fathered five sons, especially an eldest son who was such a shrewd and calculating individual, he must have been quite a character as well.
Forget it, we'll see when the time comes. Anyway, with this family, I'm not bothered by the many lice or the many debts.
Rong Zhaonan calmly stepped between Wei Heng and Ning Yuan and took her bag—
"I'll help you put it away. Your injury hasn't healed yet, so just sit still and don't do anything reckless!"
Ning Yuan muttered, "You've given me quite a bit of trouble on my first day back after I woke up."
Although she couldn't resist and tackled Young Master Rong first.
But the injury was more serious then, thankfully it only lasted an hour and a half.
Moreover, for the first half hour, Young Master Rong was helping her warm up, so that she could get used to his "late bloomer"...
Ning Yuan stared at Rong Zhaonan's slender waist as he bent over, coughed lightly, and dared not think any further.
She looked at Wei Heng and said, "Brother, it's almost Chinese New Year. Are you going back to Ningnan, or are you coming back to Shanghai with us to celebrate the New Year together? We haven't celebrated the New Year together for several years!"
During the years she was sent down to the countryside as an educated youth, she rarely went home for the Spring Festival.
Wei Heng looked at her with wide, expectant eyes and subconsciously wanted to pat her head like he did when they were little, but Rong Zhaonan was standing between them, bending down to pack things.
Wei Heng had no choice but to stop, and coughed lightly: "Then my second sister and third brother only have them left... their adoptive parents are gone."
He already knew that Ning Yuan's adoptive parents had kidnapped her with spies.
Ning Yuan gave a cold, dismissive smile: "Those two, if you send them fifty yuan, they'd be hoping you wouldn't go back!"
Wei Heng fell silent, his expression somewhat somber. His adoptive parents had treated him well, and his second sister and third brother were quite respectful to him.
But he also knew that they didn't have the same closeness to him as his younger sister, who had grown up with him in the same boat, and that they had indeed been taught to be mean and ungrateful by their adoptive parents.
Ning Yuan knew that Wei Heng was a very sentimental person, especially since the Ning family had adopted him and treated him very well.
She hesitated for a moment: "If eldest brother really misses second sister and third brother..."
Wei Heng raised his eyes and made up his mind: "I'll spend the New Year with you in Shanghai. You've suffered these past years. Second sister and third brother, but you only have me as your family!"
Ning Yuan was overjoyed and instinctively reached out to throw herself into Wei Heng's arms, just like when she was a child: "That's wonderful!"
However, just as Rong Zhaonan straightened up, Ning Yuan ended up throwing herself into his arms.
He stood up suddenly, and Ning Yuan's nose bumped into his chest, which hurt a little, so she couldn't help but let out a "ouch".
Rong Zhaonan took the opportunity to support her slender waist, raising an eyebrow: "I told you not to be so impulsive."
Ning Yuan rubbed his nose against his, then playfully punched him, saying, "You're the one who's clumsy!"
Watching the two bicker, there was an intimacy that was hard for others to notice.
Wei Heng's eyes dimmed, and he looked at Rong Zhaonan with some doubt, his brows furrowing.
His younger sister had an accident, and he had been wanting to come and stay with her every day, but he didn't know why his superiors had asked him to write the equipment analysis report.
This job used to be Rong Zhaonan's.
But military orders are absolute, so he could only stay in the equipment department, writing reports every day and receiving leaders from various units who came to inspect the equipment.
When the siblings met, he had hardly been able to have a proper one-on-one conversation with his younger sister until the days following her accident.
He didn't notice when his younger sister and Rong Zhaonan became so close.
Or have they always been this close?
Ning Yuan didn't notice much of Wei Heng's strange expression. Man Hua and Hua Zi, who had been discharged from the hospital two days prior, came to help pack their luggage and goods.
Wei Heng kept the problem to himself.
That evening, Ning Yuan wanted to eat at Rongji Roast Meat Restaurant next door, so Rong Zhaonan went to get her some.
Wei Heng thought for a moment, then went to find Ning Yuan. After hesitating for a second, he finally spoke up.
"Little sister, I understand how good your relationship with Captain Rong is in the countryside, but there's a difference between men and women. Don't get too close. What if people start gossiping about your behavior?"
Ning Yuan lowered her head, feeling a little guilty: "I consider him family, so there's nothing wrong with getting closer to him."
Sure enough, the eldest brother is the eldest brother; he could tell at a glance that something was wrong with them, and he came to ask.
Wei Heng was taken aback. On the train there, Ning Yuan had only said that they had a very good relationship and had survived by relying on each other in the countryside.
"Recognize him as family..."
Ning Yuan coughed lightly: "I've acknowledged him as my cousin..."
Wei Heng was stunned again: "What?"
These days, can you recognize someone as your cousin if you're not related by blood?
Ning Yuan casually dodged the question: "Isn't this just like you said, big brother, to avoid gossip from those who don't know better? Calling him cousin is easier than sworn brother."
Wei Heng frowned: "But..."
“But, my brother and Ning Yuan aren’t related by blood, yet she still calls Battalion Commander Wei ‘brother’, doesn’t she?” A calm voice suddenly rang out behind them.
Rong Zhaonan stood in the corridor with several aluminum lunch boxes in a cloth bag, and it was unclear when he returned.
Wei Heng felt an awkwardness about talking badly about someone behind their back.
But then he thought, since he'd already heard it, he might as well speak frankly; he remained steadfast in his stance.
"That's different. My younger sister and I grew up together and share the same surname, Ning. She's young and doesn't know any better. We adults should be mindful of our influence."
Rong Zhaonan looked at Ning Yuan with his cold, narrow eyes: "Is that so? Little sister thinks so too?"
Ning Yuan was startled by his gaze and quickly declared to her lover, "What are you saying? A clear conscience fears no accusation. I don't care what others say!"
Although their shadows were so crooked they couldn't be crooked any further.
Then, she quickly helped one of her brothers up with each arm and dragged him into the room—
"Brother! My dear brothers, you're all my family. Stop talking and let's go eat. I'm starving."
She pulled the two of them back into the room, then quickly called out to the next room, "Sister Manhua, Brother Huazi, come and eat! We have roast meat!"
Hua Zi, who loves roast meats, immediately shouted excitedly from next door, "Hey girl, I'm taking a dump, save me a roast duck leg!"
Manhua retorted without hesitation, "Why do you men poop as soon as you eat or go out? Can't you die if you don't poop!"
Ning Yuan turned to look at the two older brothers in the room and smiled ingratiatingly: "Look, I have plenty of brothers. Do you think I would stop calling them brothers just because people talk about them?"
However, when the two handsome young men heard her say, "I have many brothers," their expressions turned cold, and they both frowned.
One snorted coldly, while the other remained silent.
Ning Yuan gave a dry laugh, realizing her mistake—
Oh dear, in my panic, I blurted out some scumbag quotes and offended both of my brothers.
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