Ning Yuan turned and went to the small bookstore next door, closing the door behind her.
Rong Wenwu looked at Rong Zhaonan, who was standing there, and said, "You've found a clever and quick-witted girl."
Rong Zhaonan said indifferently, "Besides, she is kind and has principles, unlike some people who have bad taste and marry the wrong kind of people."
Rong Wenwu's face darkened, but he didn't get angry, which was rare: "Your Aunt He knows that you have a grudge against her because of that incident. She even told me that since you're back, I shouldn't hold it against you. You're a grown man, and you're married. Can't you be more open-minded?"
Rong Zhaonan looked at him coldly: "I don't want to discuss these things with a blind person."
After saying that, he turned his face away, leaving only his handsome and aloof profile for Rong Wenwu.
"You little brat—!" Rong Wenwu's chest heaved with anger for a while before he quickly downed a cup of tea to force himself to swallow it down.
He took a deep breath and asked impatiently, "You've really chosen that girl?"
Rong Zhaonan said coldly, "We've been married for two years, and I'm still listed on her household registration page. What do you think?"
Rong Wenwu's eyes widened, and he slammed his fist on the table in a fit of rage: "What?! You...you married into the family?! Are you out of your mind?!"
Rong Zhaonan said expressionlessly, "What? Am I, a demobilized prisoner, not worthy of being registered in the Rong family's household register, but not allowed to be registered in someone else's? Besides, women hold up half the sky. Does being registered in a household register mean I'm marrying into the family?"
Rong Wenwu listened to Rong Zhaonan's words and felt a mix of emotions.
His tone softened a bit, but he still frowned: "That girl originally came from a decent family background; they were farm laborers."
Meeting Ning Yuan today, she certainly doesn't seem like the girl I initially guessed—someone from a small town, lacking vision and being petty.
The young educated youth who was able to get into Fudan University was indeed more outstanding than he had imagined.
but……
“But she’s not her biological daughter, and her adoptive parents are involved in Shanghai’s No. 1 spy case, you…”
Rong Zhaonan interrupted his father calmly—
"She is a heroine who risked her life to infiltrate the enemy and bravely helped us crack the case of the number one spy. She has a certificate of merit issued by the Shanghai security department."
He wasn't surprised that the old man could find out about Ning Yuan's involvement in Tang Jun's case in Shanghai.
Rong Wenwu was taken aback. He knew about this when it was later reported: "That's right, I admire the girl's courage and intelligence, but her adoptive parents are involved in a spy case, so her family background is..."
Rong Zhaonan interrupted him again rudely: "No buts. You know that her adoptive parents are the problem, and she broke off relations with them long ago!"
Rong Wenwu held back, then took another deep breath: "Fine, even if we accept what you say, that her adoptive parents have nothing to do with her, have you checked the identities of her biological parents? Your wife can't have a problematic family background, unless you don't want your future!"
Rong Zhaonan paused. What did this old man know?
He said expressionlessly, "I haven't checked. Aren't orphans quite common these days?"
Rong Wenwu frowned: "Why are you being so careless these days? You still need to..."
Rong Zhaonan had no desire to listen to his father's rambling and replied coldly.
“I don’t care about her parents’ class background. She grew up alone in mainland China and received a proper education!”
He paused for a moment, then said, "Don't forget, my mother was a big capitalist back then. How good could my family background be?"
"Rong Zhaonan!" Rong Wenwu's face turned pale instantly after being stabbed.
Rong Zhaonan sneered: "You can abandon my mother for your future, and you can abandon me for your youngest son, but I will never abandon Ning Yuan!"
Rong Wenwu's face flushed red and then turned pale, his usually serious expression trembling as he pointed at him, stammering, "You...you..."
But when he looked into Rong Zhaonan's eyes, which were almost identical to those of the woman in his memory, he suddenly felt his heart tremble uncontrollably.
He pressed his hand to his chest, his voice lowering: "I did this for your sake... I've already let her go, I can't... I can't abandon you too..."
Rong Wenwu's voice became very low towards the end, making it difficult to hear what he was saying.
Rong Zhaonan said indifferently, "I brought Xiao Ning with me today, but I didn't let her call you Dad because I know you didn't intend for me to introduce her or acknowledge her as your daughter-in-law."
He chuckled and said, "But that doesn't matter. She's my wife. Even if the King of Heaven himself came, he couldn't change that. It doesn't matter whether you acknowledge her or not."
Rong Wenwu stared at his eldest son for a long time, and finally asked helplessly and wearily, "Is that girl really that good? You like her that much?"
“First of all, she is not only clever and generous, but also very capable. She is now a leading figure in the reform and opening-up practice of students in the Department of Economics at Fudan University and a senior consultant for reform and opening-up projects in Shanghai. How many girls from the compound can compare to her?” Rong Zhaonan smiled.
He paused for a moment, then added, "Secondly, I love her!"
This last reason completely stunned Rong Wenwu.
Ning Yuan paused, her hand that had just opened the door a crack, and abandoned her plan to open it, quietly closing the door tightly.
Separate those arguments and conversations between father and son.
She just wanted to get a glass of water...
Unexpectedly, I heard his confession that he had never said before.
He was like a teenager defying his parents, coldly and stubbornly announcing his decision and vow.
Ning Yuan's feelings were extremely complicated. She clenched the clothes in front of her heart, feeling both happy and a little bittersweet.
Did he say this partly out of anger towards his father, or was it entirely his true feelings?
Ning Yuan closed her eyes, rubbed her temples with a hint of helplessness, and inexplicably began to feel anxious and insecure.
Rong Wenwu looked at his son for a long while, his gaze complex and distant, but he wasn't angry. He just suddenly asked, "Fine, you don't like Hongxing, so what about Ye Dong?"
Rong Zhaonan frowned: "What does Dongdong have to do with this? Did you keep me here just to bring up these things?"
Rong Wenwu looked at Rong Zhaonan and rubbed his temples wearily: "Dongdong..."
Never mind, he shouldn't talk about other people's children behind their backs as an elder.
Especially since Ye Dong is a member of the Ye family.
"Fine, since you think you can handle everything, I won't ask you about these things anymore. I'll just ask you, are you planning to go back to work at your old unit now that you're back?" Rong Wenwu changed the subject directly.
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