Ning Bing'an put down the handkerchief in his hand and said lightly, "Well, I'll find some time to go see Gui Lao Si. My little sister has only been in Hong Kong for a few months, but she's already so influential. I'm really curious."
His tone was flat and inscrutable.
At this moment, Ning Manfei swayed her slender waist and walked over with the "clack clack clack" of her high heels. Her Hepburn-style short hair made her look exceptionally capable.
She rolled her eyes at Ning Bing'an's secretary, then looked at Ning Bing'an, her tone tinged with a hint of sourness: "What's wrong with my little sister? Is she worth all this concern?"
Ning Bing'an remained indifferent, avoiding the question: "It's nothing, Third Sister, you don't need to worry."
Ning Manfei was even more displeased when she saw his perfunctory attitude.
She looked up at Ning Bing'an with a complicated expression: "Are you really that concerned about your little sister? What is it about that kind of woman that you care about!"
She bit her lower lip, as if suppressing some intense emotion.
Ning Bing'an's secretary, sensing the situation, immediately and tactfully retreated outside the door, vigilantly observing the surroundings to prevent anyone from approaching.
Ning Bing'an said calmly and indifferently, "My third sister, eldest sister, and youngest sister are all my family, and I care about them all."
His tone was calm, without any discernible emotional fluctuation, as if he were simply stating a fact.
“But before, I was the only one in this family who cared about you!” Ning Manfei couldn’t help but grit her teeth, her voice becoming sharp, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
"It's one thing for you to care about your eldest sister now, but why are you concerned about Ning Yuan? Is it because she's the marriage partner Daddy arranged for you? But Daddy is furious that she's pregnant with an illegitimate child, and yet you still want to care about her!"
Ning Bing'an frowned, his tone tinged with impatience: "Second sister, please calm down."
The room fell silent for a moment. Ning Manfei took a deep breath: "I'm very calm! I mean, you've changed, Bing'an! You used to be so indifferent to fame and fortune!"
She looked at him coldly: "Now, for fame and fortune, people will eat anything, good or bad! Even if you married a rich girl from another wealthy family in Hong Kong, I wouldn't be this angry!"
Ning Bing'an frowned: "Second sister..."
Ning Manfei tried hard to control her emotions, but still raised her voice to interrupt him: "I practically raised you. In the past, we depended on each other for survival. I can't watch you fall into such a depravity!"
She became more and more agitated as she spoke.
Ning Bing'an remained expressionless as he looked at her, his voice leisurely: "Second sister, you know too little about me. You went to England for five years after getting married, don't you know that people change?"
"Besides, what's with all this talk about depravity..." A self-deprecating smile curled at the corner of his lips—
"In the Hong Kong government, a place of fame and fortune, how can you protect your things and the people you care about without power? I've learned my lesson enough. Why shouldn't I take what my father gave me?"
He paused, his smile turning from gentle to cold: "Who I marry is fine as long as Daddy is satisfied."
After saying that, he ignored Ning Manfei and turned to leave the terrace.
Ning Manfei was left standing alone, her eyes vacant, as if she had lost all her strength.
After a while, she lowered her eyes, clenched her fists, turned around and walked aggressively out onto the terrace.
Before coming to find Bing'an, she had already looked for her father.
However, Ning Zhengkun scolded her with a gloomy face, saying that Ning Yuan was the only daughter of the second wife, and although it was outrageous now, it was Bing'an who insisted on marrying her.
Bing'an said that this was essentially the first wife's family currying favor with the second wife—
To prevent the second wife's daughter from having a premarital pregnancy scandal, and to use this as leverage against Ning Yuan, Ning Bingyu, and her second aunt in the future.
In any case, marriages in wealthy families always prioritize family interests, and whether or not there is love is not a consideration.
Bing'an was young and muddle-headed, and his father and grandfather were muddle-headed too!
She's so angry!
Ning Manfei returned to her room and slammed her limited-edition, expensive Hermès handbag onto the leather sofa with a thud.
Her exquisite makeup couldn't hide her anger at that moment; her eyes and brows were filled with hostility.
“Angela! Come to my room!” She took a deep breath and made a phone call.
Angela is the head maid of the Ning family. She has served the Ning family for many years and knows everything about the Ning family.
Angela quickly arrived at Ning Manfei's room, still maintaining her composed demeanor, though a hint of hesitation flickered in her eyes: "Second Miss, what are your orders?"
"Keep a close eye on Madam Ning. Report her every move, down to the smallest detail!" Ning Manfei's tone was firm, her eyes sharp.
Angela hesitated for a moment: "Second Miss, if I may be frank, the Second Madam is not someone to be trifled with, and I cannot act rashly..."
Ning Manfei retorted angrily, "Have you forgotten who brought you out of the slums in India? It was the First Madam, my mother! Who did you rely on to become the head maid? You dare to bargain with me?"
Angela took a deep breath, remaining calm: "Second Miss, I will always remember the kindness the First Madam has shown me. But the First Miss has clearly warned me that I cannot act without her orders."
When the madam was alive, she spoiled the second young lady too much, making her too willful and far less shrewd than the eldest young lady.
Ning Manfei gritted her teeth, her eyes reddening: "Big sister! It's always big sister! You only care about her, not me!"
Angela's eyes darted around, and her tone softened slightly: "Second Miss, aren't you also a director of the Morning Light Socialite Club? If you want to know about the Second Madam's whereabouts, why don't you check it yourself? You have the right to inquire about the club's activity records and members' schedules."
Ning Manfei was stunned for a moment, then her eyes lit up.
Oh right! How could she forget that!
Over the years, she had always felt that the Morning Light Socialite was her second aunt's territory, and that she was subject to her control in every way.
So he simply chose to avoid seeing it altogether, rarely visiting the socialite club headquarters, and his position as a director was essentially meaningless.
"Good! Very good!" Ning Manfei finally smiled.
She grabbed Angela's hand and squeezed it hard—
"Angela, you really are a great help! Once this is done, you'll definitely get your share of the rewards!"
Angela withdrew her hand without batting an eye, her face still bearing a polite smile: "It is my honor to be able to share the burden for the Second Miss."
After saying that, she left.
Ning Manfei looked in the mirror, applied her lipstick, and sneered—
If Ning Yuan's existence continues to make Bing'an so stubbornly clinging to his delusions, and to give the old master and father unrealistic expectations...
She didn't care if Ning Yuan's reputation was completely ruined.
Let's see if Daddy, Grandpa, Second Aunt, and Second Uncle still have that wicked idea of making Bing'an marry Ning Yuan.
...
Ning Yuan nestled on the sofa in her room, wrapped in a cashmere blanket, carefully reviewing the proposal for the Morning Light Socialite Club's spring charity auction.
A sudden chill ran down her spine, giving her goosebumps.
"Hiss—" She rubbed her arms and couldn't help but shiver.
Sitting opposite her, Chu Hongyu looked up, twirling a ballpoint pen in her hand, and asked with some surprise, "What's wrong with you? Is the air conditioning too cold?"
Ning Yuan rubbed her temples: "I don't know, I just felt a chill in the air..."
She sighed. Whenever she tried to do something, things never went smoothly; fate always seemed to be working against her.
Moreover... she is especially prone to being implicated by men, causing unnecessary trouble.
Chu Hongyu smiled and shook her head upon hearing this: "You're just too suspicious. Don't be so sensitive. Let's do a good job with this charity auction. I'll go back to the mainland next week. The goods at the Tenth Department Store are all laid out, and I need to go and check on the opening."
She dared not mention Rong Zhaonan's disappearance and sacrifice to Ning Yuan, as Ning Yuan had only recently begun to feel better and she couldn't afford to upset her further.
"You're right!" Ning Yuan patted her face, forcing herself to cheer up. "We'll deal with whatever comes our way! Let's roll up our sleeves and get to work!"
She looked at Chu Hongyu and said sincerely, "Sister Hongyu, thank you for staying with me all this time."
Chu Hongyu smiled and patted her head, pretending to be angry, and said, "If you really want to thank me, remember to recognize me as your godmother after you have your baby!"
Ning Yuan smiled and nodded, her eyes crinkling. "Mm."
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