Ning Yuan's expression was somewhat cold and somber.
If it were her past life, she probably wouldn't have thought that deeply.
But she has encountered too many things in her life, leaving her no choice but to be more cautious.
She had just officially made contact with the Ning family when her elder brother ran into trouble, and the drugs might have been imported from the Hong Kong government. It didn't feel like it was that simple.
Rong Zhaonan hesitated for a moment, then took the small half of the candle from Ning Bingyu's hand. With a swift twist of his wrist, he used the dagger in his sleeve to cut off a small piece from the top of the candle.
Then, he handed the rest to Ning Bingyu: "This matter involves people within our organization, so I need to keep some as evidence. I'll trouble you to take the rest back with you, Young Master Ning."
Ning Bingyu gently pushed up his glasses and took it: "Okay."
Since Rong Zhaonan got involved in this matter and even reported it, it was clear that Rong Zhaonan had indeed intervened.
Therefore, it would be appropriate for him to take the opportunity to do a favor for the "guests" from the mainland.
In business, it's natural that you owe me a favor, and I'll do you a favor in return. Only through give and take can we all prosper and have a pleasant cooperation.
Ning Yuan couldn't wait any longer and went into the ward to check on Wei Heng's condition.
When Wei Heng saw Ning Yuan enter, his eyes widened in surprise: "Why are you here so late, little sister?"
Ning Yuan looked at the dark circles under his eyes and the IV drip on the back of his hand, feeling both heartache and self-reproach: "I'm sorry, brother, I should have come straight here as soon as I received the news."
Wei Heng smiled and gently wanted to pat her head, but withdrew his hand when he saw Rong Zhaonan come in.
He simply said softly, "I'm fine, don't worry."
Ning Yuan took his hand, which wasn't covered by the injection, and asked, "Brother, what would you like to eat? Are you hungry? I'll cook you some porridge when we get back."
Rong Zhaonan stood behind her, watching her slender hand press down on Wei Heng's hand, and a slight smile played on his lips—
He didn't even receive such good treatment. When has this curly-haired rabbit spirit ever cooked porridge for him in the middle of the night?
Wei Heng couldn't bear to let Ning Yuan go through all that trouble, so he pulled her back and shook his head: "I'm not hungry. You need to rest early. You have class tomorrow. I'm fine. I can be discharged tomorrow morning."
Ah Heng whispered, "Um... the doctor said you would wake up tomorrow morning, but you woke up early. The doctor suggested you be observed for a week before being discharged, after all, they need to make sure that those medications won't leave you with any aftereffects!"
Ning Yuan immediately stared at Wei Heng and said seriously, "Big brother, you have to stay in the hospital for seven days. I will personally help you ask for leave from your workplace!"
Wei Heng dismissed it: "It's not that fragile. Back then..."
Looking into Ning Yuan's worried dark eyes, he suddenly realized that he had almost let slip that he had been hospitalized for three months for bomb disposal testing, and he swallowed the words back.
“I don’t care how healthy or strong you were back then. You just need to go to the hospital for a checkup. Otherwise, I don’t mind taking seven days off from school to take care of you!” Ning Yuan said firmly, ignoring his strange behavior.
Ning Bingyu watched from the side, raising an eyebrow slightly.
So this char siu girl has this side to her.
Oh……
Wei Heng had no choice but to nod: "Okay, don't let it interfere with your studies, I'll go to the hospital."
Ning Yuan looked at Aheng to the side and asked sincerely, "Aheng, my brother has been in the hospital for the past seven days. Could you please help deliver his meals? We agreed on a salary, and I can give you an extra allowance for being a caregiver!"
She hired Ah Heng as a bodyguard, and of course, she had to pay him a salary.
Aheng, who was suddenly called out, froze and blurted out instinctively, "Huh? Isn't that inappropriate?"
Rong Zhaonan gave her a cold look: "If you want me to deliver it, then deliver it!"
Under Rong Zhaonan's imposing and icy gaze, Aheng could only obediently nod: "Okay."
She can't afford to mess with her own team leader; she also has a lot of "things" to keep secret and is counting on him to clean up her messes!
Seeing that Aheng had agreed, Ning Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.
Wei Heng raised his eyes and stared at A Heng for a moment, then suddenly lowered his eyes, his ears turning red with embarrassment.
...
Once everything was mostly settled, Rong Zhaonan drove Ning Yuan back to school in his Jeep.
Seeing that she still seemed a little absent-minded, Rong Zhaonan handed her a glass of water: "Don't worry, Wei Heng will be fine."
Ning Yuan regained her composure and said softly, "Okay, you go wash up first."
Once Tang Zhenzhen is interrogated, we should be able to find out who is behind her brother's actions or who is targeting her.
"How did your talk with the Second Madam of the Ning family go today?" Seeing that she was in a low mood, Rong Zhaonan simply grabbed a change of towel and changed the subject to ask her.
Ning Yuan's attention indeed shifted, and she hesitantly took out a jade chili pepper from her collar—
"She... told me to keep this jade chili pepper safe, saying it was part of my dowry. If I didn't want it, I should wait until we got back to Hong Kong. Before that, I shouldn't give it to anyone who asked for it."
Upon hearing this, Rong Zhaonan smiled and said, "It seems that Madam Ning at least has genuine feelings for you."
Ning Yuan felt a little uncomfortable recalling the warm embrace she had received, but a faint smile appeared in her eyes and brows: "Yes! I am not an abandoned child!"
This alone made her feel favorably toward Madam Ning!
Rong Zhaonan looked at the sweet smile on her round face, his cold and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly he bent down and lifted her up to walk towards the bathroom.
"What...what are you doing..." Ning Yuan instinctively hugged his neck tightly, spreading her legs to clamp his strong waist.
Rong Zhaonan gently sniffed her ear: "As long as you're happy. I've been working hard for you all night, shouldn't I get a reward?"
Ning Yuan looked at his chest heaving beneath his unbuttoned shirt, and her ears instantly burned. She stammered, "No...no...it's too late, I have class tomorrow, let's not do it...okay..."
Rong Zhaonan raised an eyebrow: "What are you talking about? I just asked you to give me a bath."
Ning Yuan froze, looking at him with an expression that seemed to say, "You actually want my body."
Her round face instantly flushed with embarrassment and anger, and she slapped his shoulder several times: "You bastard!"
Rong Zhaonan dodged her, carried her into the bathroom, and lowered his head to kiss her small mouth: "Mmm, I'm such a jerk!"
To Ning Yuan's surprise, even though things almost escalated in the bathroom, he didn't touch her all night; he simply held her and slept peacefully through the night.
She didn't know whether to feel regret or admiration for Young Master Rong—he truly had a strong will and always kept his word.
...
When Ning Bingyu drove back to the hotel, it was already past 1 a.m.
Tony was still awake. Seeing him return, he took off his coat for him: "Miss Anne is still waiting for you in her room."
Ning Bingyu frowned slightly: "I'll go see her in a bit."
He had said he would go to her room tonight, but he didn't expect her to be up so late.
As he spoke, he took a candle out of his pocket and handed it to Tony: "Go and find out where this shipment came from and who it was given to."
If Assistant Ye was the special assistant in charge of Ning Bingyu's public business dealings, then Tony was the person in charge of some special, behind-the-scenes matters for Ning Bingyu.
Tony took the item, sniffed it, and frowned. "This is the kind of high-end stuff that the CIA used to have female agents use to seduce people. It's rare even in Hong Kong. How did it end up in the mainland?"
Ning Bingyu casually loosened his collar with his long fingers and said indifferently—
“This stuff definitely won’t go through the normal customs procedures when it’s imported. It will definitely be disguised as other ordinary goods and brought in together. After you return to the Hong Kong government, investigate who has gotten their hands on this medicine.”
Tony didn't ask any further questions and nodded: "Yes, young master."
Ning Bingyu pressed his temples wearily: "You go to sleep first, just give me the key."
Tony nodded, handed the room key to Ning Bingyu, and turned to leave.
Ning Bingyu changed into the hotel slippers and turned to look at Cha Meiling's room next door.
A moment later, accompanied by the scent of roses, Cha Meiling opened the door.
She looked up at him, smiled charmingly, without a trace of resentment: "Brother Yu, why are you only coming back now after dropping your little sister off? I'll order you a late-night snack."
Ning Bingyu smiled gently and reached out to ruffle her curly hair: "Ning Yuan had some things to take care of, so she came back late. Sorry to keep you waiting."
Cha Meiling leaned against him and welcomed him in, casually asking, "What's wrong?"
Ning Bingyu briefly recounted what he had heard at the hospital.
Cha Meiling paused, her beautiful eyes turning cold, and she turned to fetch a bowl of sweet soup.
"For such a trivial matter between a man and a woman to warrant Captain Rong going to the trouble of his superiors, is he perhaps abusing his power for personal gain?"
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