"What will you do? Little Ah..." Ning Yuan said coolly.
The next moment, a large hand slapped her mouth shut. The man, his face flushed, frowned and said in a muffled voice, "I told you not to make that sound!"
Ning Yuan, whose mouth was "pinched" by a dog's paw: "..."
Very good, that's really impressive, that's so Rong Zhaonan!
Most of the romance novels I read in my past life were nonsense; I only know that stupid, straight men do this kind of thing.
But never mind, as long as he can come back to life.
Ning Yuan slapped his paw away without any politeness: "Are you out of your mind! Stay here and don't follow me!"
She watched as Rong Zhaonan lowered his head and sullenly rubbed the back of his hand, which had been slapped red, without moving.
She then turned around and quickly went out, saying, "Ms. Wen, I'm here."
Madam Ning saw Ning Yuan appear from the other side of the path and waved her over: "Advisor Ning, come here for a moment."
Ning Yuan tugged at her clothes and immediately walked over.
Madam Ning looked at her obedient little daughter, smiled gently, and then looked behind her, a complex light flashing in her eyes.
"Since you're here too, let's all come together."
Ning Yuan was startled and immediately turned around, and sure enough, she saw a tall, silent figure standing behind her.
What the hell? Wasn't he just a little while ago?! She even glanced back and saw him float over like a ghost!
She was a little angry and couldn't help but frown: "Why did you follow me again?!"
It's inconvenient for her to talk to her father when he's around!
Rong Zhaonan didn't speak, but glanced at Madam Ning and said in a low voice, "Aunt Wen."
Madam Ning immediately recalled the time she saw that little boy in the manor more than twenty years ago.
The little boy was wearing a silk lace shirt, and his shoulder-length black hair was tied up with a ribbon.
The little guy has big eyes, a small mouth, and upturned corners of his eyes like a kitten. His skin is also milky white and almost transparent.
He perfectly combines all the best features of his parents' appearances; he's incredibly beautiful, just like a little prince.
The polite and well-behaved kitten kissed her hand with a standard, sweet British accent and called her, "Aunt, smell!"
She picked up the beautiful little kitten and looked at Zhu Jun with a smile: "Xiao Ai is so beautiful, who would have thought she was a boy."
The servants brought flowers and coffee. Zhu Jun put down her book, looked up, and said, "Beautiful. When you have a daughter, would you like me to be your son-in-law?"
Zhu Jun always calls this child Xiao Ai. She used to call her that when she talked about the child with Zhu Jun before, as if Zhu Jun was still here.
I wonder how she feels seeing her child so grown up.
...
Madam Ning's eyes welled up with tears, but her expression softened instantly: "Child, did Advisor Ning tell you? I know your mother; I'm her close friend. I even held you when you were little."
Rong Zhaonan glanced at Ning Yuan and nodded silently.
Ning Yuan glanced at her mother, somewhat helplessly: "Mom, why did you let him in?"
"It's alright. It's better for everyone to talk things out face to face." Madam Ning patted her shoulder gently.
Ning Yuan didn't know what to say, so she could only nod.
Rong Zhaonan glanced at Secretary Qiu to the side and said indifferently, "Secretary Qiu, thank you for patrolling around the private rooms. Call me if you need anything."
Secretary Qiu: "...Okay."
Is it because you two were eavesdropping on each other that you were worried about others eavesdropping on you, so you asked me to patrol around the private room?
Madam Ning led Ning Yuan and Rong Zhaonan into the room.
Rong Wenwu was still immersed in a complex and turbulent emotional state when he suddenly saw his son and Ning Yuan enter.
He was startled and instinctively stood up. The man who had fought his way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood suddenly became flustered.
"You...why are you here?"
Rong Zhaonan glanced at his father and suddenly remembered what he had said before—that his father had the highest expectations and care for him.
But so what? It doesn't change anything that happened in the past.
He silently lowered his eyes, concealing the turbulent emotions within them, and gave a blank "hmm".
Rong Wenwu felt a mix of emotions when he saw that although his son did not answer him, he did not immediately retort.
For a moment, the father and son were speechless, a rare moment in many years when they hadn't been at each other's throats.
Madam Ning frowned and said coldly to Rong Wenwu, "Rong Wenwu, we've talked for so long, you already know very well the relationship between Xiao Ning and me, what else do you want to say?"
Rong Wenwu looked at Ning Yuan with a complicated expression.
Rong Zhaonan suddenly stood in front of Ning Yuan, blocking his view, and looked at him sharply, but said nothing.
Rong Wenwu was taken aback and frowned, but still said, "Logically speaking, Xiao Ning should have recognized your Aunt Wen not long ago. Outsiders may not know this, but you should know it. So, it is you who has been secretly hindering my people from investigating Xiao Ning's background?"
He investigated Ning Yuan twice—
One time was after the news of Ning Yuan and Rong Zhaonan getting their marriage certificate spread back. That time, they were still in the countryside. At that time, Ning Zhuliu and his wife were still her "biological parents" and there were no issues with their social status.
The second time was after Tang Jun's case came to light. The case file was sent back to the capital. The incident was too sensitive, involving the eldest son, so it was necessary to have someone investigate it thoroughly.
However, no clues have been found about Ning Yuan's parents.
It now appears that the eldest son intervened.
Rong Zhaonan said calmly, "Yes."
Rong Wenwu's brows furrowed even more: "You..."
"Stop talking to me, Rong Wenwu. You know very well about Xiao Ning's background now. You've always looked down on Xiao Ning." Madam Ning interrupted him coldly.
Rong Wenwu dreaded facing Madam Ning the Second. He rubbed his temples, somewhat helplessly.
“Sister Huifang, we are in a sensitive environment and must be careful.”
Madam Ning smiled lightly: "Therefore, I have not publicly acknowledged Xiao Ning. I believe that the mainland will be more open in the future, but I still stand by what I always said—even when Zhu Jun was alive, she decided that Xiao Ai would be my son-in-law."
"But my Xiaoning is not necessarily going to be your family's wife. This marriage can be a match made in heaven since childhood, or it can be a feudal dreg that should be eliminated, depending on your family's attitude."
When Madam Ning said this, Rong Zhaonan's entire back stiffened unconsciously.
He stood there stunned for a long time, then suddenly turned to look at Ning Yuan, his gaze burning and intense.
Ning Yuan already knew, but she remained calm and composed, pretending not to see his gaze. Mommy was right.
Whether this marriage is a preordained union or a feudal remnant that should be eradicated remains to be seen.
Rong Wenwu was also stunned for a while, looking at Ning Yuan with a complex mix of emotions: "You..."
But the next moment, Rong Zhaonan suddenly stood in front of Ning Yuan, blocking Rong Wenwu's view.
Rong Wenwu felt a pang of disappointment as he watched Rong Zhaonan's actions and the wary look in his eyes.
He was silent for a moment, then sighed softly.
"Xiao Ning is still working on a project in Shanghai. It's better that her identity is not disclosed. We adults can handle the rest. The children don't need to get involved."
Seeing that Rong Wenwu's attitude was quite good, Madam Ning's expression softened slightly: "Alright, I won't keep you busy any longer, Ningning, let's go."
Ning Yuan was stunned for a moment, then immediately nodded: "Um... okay."
It turned out that Mom let her in just to support her in person, without intending for Rong's father to say a word to her.
It feels so good to have my mom backing me up!
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