Ning Bingyu raised an eyebrow and teased with a half-smile, "What? Aren't you worried that when Seventh Sister returns to Hong Kong, she'll be so dazzled by its prosperity that she'll forget about her mainland husband?"
Rong Zhaonan's cold face revealed no emotion; he merely glanced at him indifferently and parted his thin lips slightly: "She's already married."
“You can get divorced even if you’re married, let alone…” Ning Bingyu drawled out his words with a half-smile.
"Seventh Sister is now the only true daughter of the second branch of the Ning family. Even if she gets married, those sycophants will still think that her mainland man is not good enough for her. The social atmosphere in Hong Kong is completely different from that in the mainland. Do you really think those people will care that she has been married before?"
As he spoke the last few words, Ning Bingyu deliberately lowered his voice, his tone tinged with a hint of mockery—
"They even assumed she was single because she returned to the Ning family. After all, who would think the Ning family would accept a son-in-law from the mainland who had been through thick and thin with her?"
"What do you want to say?" Rong Zhaonan's tone remained calm, but those who knew him well knew that this was a prelude to his impending anger.
"It's nothing, just a reminder," Ning Bingyu shrugged, acting as if it were none of his business.
"That's why I need you, Ning Bingyu, to take good care of Ning Yuan." Rong Zhaonan suddenly smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.
As soon as he finished speaking, he casually placed his long, slender fingers on a desk lamp, and gently applied pressure with his well-defined knuckles.
The metal lampshade groaned under the strain, bending under his weight.
Ning Bingyu looked at the pitiful lamp, his lips twitching, thinking to himself, "If this were a person's neck..."
Okay, he underestimated Rong Zhaonan's possessiveness towards Ning Yuan.
He raised an eyebrow slightly, knowing better than to reply, and simply smiled and said, "Alright, alright, I will definitely keep those sluts away from you, brother-in-law, and not let them get even a step closer to Seventh Sister."
Ning Bingyu looked at Rong Zhaonan's cold face, but his tone was somewhat teasing: "However, it's been so long, Ning Yuan has called me big brother, but I've never heard her call me big brother."
Rong Zhaonan merely gave him a cold look: "Young Master Ning, remember to compensate the restaurant for the table lamp you damaged."
After saying that, he turned and walked out of the room.
Ning Bingyu: "..."
That's not fair!
Unexpectedly, Rong Zhaonan stopped at the door, turned his back to Ning Bingyu, and uttered a single sentence in a low voice—
"Brother, please take good care of my wife."
The word "Big Brother" caught Ning Bingyu completely off guard.
Once the door closed, only Ning Bingyu and Tony remained in the room. Ning Bingyu stared at the closed door, a playful and intrigued expression appearing on his handsome, refined face.
"It's really strange. In this world, the only woman who can make Anan so nervous is Seventh Sister..."
It seems that Ning Yuan, this younger sister, has really given Rong Zhaonan quite a bit of a seductive allure...
Tony, standing to the side, couldn't help but roll his eyes at his boss's gloating expression.
Young Master Ning, please don't provoke Young Master Rong.
Didn't you see that she clearly wants to announce her husband's true identity, but is still enduring being a "secretly married" husband?
Tony decided to remind his boss, after all, Rong Shao was no pushover.
"Young Master, why are you provoking Young Master Rong? Be careful he doesn't make things difficult for you in the business world later."
Ning Bingyu chuckled lightly, his slender fingers casually toying with the remaining teacups on the table—
"He won't. He still needs me to investigate those troublemakers in the Hong Kong police stations."
He scoffed, "Those businesses of the Cha family were all 'spit out' by me. Do you think I'm happy about that?"
“Young Master, wasn’t that a trap you set? You’re not really going to give back the Cha family’s assets; you’ll just have to swallow them back, won’t you?” Tony didn’t understand why his boss was being so calculating.
Ning Bingyu gave him a cold laugh and retorted, "Does it take me no effort to swallow and spit out these assets? Don't I need to find a way to legitimately return them to Annie's hands? And without any losses in between?"
The Cha family's businesses barely made up for the losses this time.
However, he didn't actually intend to let Annie take it; he just left it with her temporarily as bait.
Ye Te, standing to the side, adjusted his glasses, his steady voice tinged with a hint of amusement—
“Young Master, if Miss Annie continues to have no one to rely on, the Second Madam will feel guilty towards her. At that time, she will probably take even better care of her, which may cause more trouble in the future.”
He paused for a moment, then said, "But if Miss Anne has the Cha family's assets, the Second Madam's sympathy and guilt towards her will be greatly reduced. After all, Miss Anne has already achieved her wish of becoming the heir to the Cha family's assets."
Ning Bingyu raised an eyebrow and said calmly, "My mother is just too soft-hearted; she always feels sorry for Annie. But hasn't the Cha family been leeching off the Ning family all these years?"
If Annie hadn't betrayed him, he indeed intended to let her continue as the eldest daughter-in-law of the Ning family and protect her for the rest of her life.
He doesn't disregard loyalty and affection, but if the loyalty he shows is betrayed, he won't give the other party a second chance.
Tony suddenly interjected, "However, even if Miss Anne is alive to receive the money, she may not be alive to spend it."
Ning Bingyu raised an eyebrow slightly: "Is that so?"
“In Cha Shenlou’s eyes, the Ning family is his enemy, the culprit who stole everything from him. And the eldest son, as the heir of the Ning family, is his biggest thorn in his side…” Tony said earnestly.
Tony sighed: "What you and Rong Shao did is clearly telling Cha Shenlou that Miss Annie got all this because of the Ning family and because of your enemy, you."
"At that time, Cha Shenlou will not only suspect that Miss Annie is colluding with the Ning family, but he will also suspect that she and her mother have long betrayed him, using the eldest son to kill her brother so that they can inherit the Cha family's wealth..."
“What do you think he will do to Miss Anne? I suspect he might actually do something drastic to her,” Tony calmly analyzed.
Assistant Ye gave a gentle nudge: "In Cha Shenlou's eyes, the family fortune must be inherited by his son, otherwise the line will end. Cha Meiling, as his daughter, can only be an assistant. With Cha Shenlou's personality, if he thinks Cha Meiling has betrayed him, Cha Meiling will become the person at the greatest risk in this plan..."
"Then let her fend for herself. After all, it was she who chose to betray me to save her biological father."
Ning Bingyu uttered those words indifferently, his tone devoid of any emotion.
Tony and Assistant Ye said nothing more; the business world is like a battlefield.
The moment Miss Annie betrayed the young master and almost caused him to be ousted from his CEO position, the young master no longer needed to consider their years of friendship.
"Assistant Ye, go and make the arrangements. I want Annie to get those assets 'reasonably,' and ideally, everyone should think that she is the biggest winner." Ning Bingyu glanced at his watch.
Assistant Ye nodded, turned around, and went out to make the arrangements.
...
After leaving Ning Bingyu's room, Rong Zhaonan did not go downstairs immediately, but turned around and walked into the open-air balcony outside the room.
In late October in Shanghai, the night breeze was already cool, brushing against his cold profile, but unable to dispel the unyielding silence between his indifferent and aloof brows.
He took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it.
The crimson flames flickered between his fingers, illuminating his incomparably handsome face, but also revealing the fleeting loneliness in his eyes.
He knew perfectly well that Ning Yuan disliked the smell of smoke and didn't smoke at all.
But at this moment, he couldn't control the urge to light a cigarette.
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