The black Mercedes drove smoothly on the streets of Hong Kong Island.
Ah Heng gripped the steering wheel and finally couldn't help but speak up: "Ningning, whether it's Xiang Ziying or Qin Changsheng, no matter what they do, don't believe them."
Ning Yuan gazed indifferently at the fleeting street scenes outside the window: "I know, there's no need to worry. I'm long past the age where I'd be so moved by someone living or dying for me that I'd be ready to give myself to them."
She gave a cold laugh: "Besides, he may not have saved me out of genuine kindness."
She paused, then changed the subject: "What did Gui Lao Si say?"
Ah Heng's tone was grave: "Ghost Fourth is furious. The losses on this shipment were huge, and he's looking for someone to settle accounts with. He says the safest place to keep the goods is with us..."
She gave a cold laugh, "Not to mention that Ghost Fourth wants to settle accounts with the mole, I also want to settle accounts with someone."
Last night's attack came too suddenly and too precisely. If it weren't for the Ning family and the people from the Heart of the Era, Xiao Ning would probably be in real danger!
Ning Yuan rubbed her temples, pondered for a moment, and then suddenly said, "It's still early, let's go to the Regent Hotel. Ning Bing'an should be here at this time."
Aheng was somewhat surprised, not understanding why Ning Yuan suddenly wanted to find Ning Bing'an, but he nodded, turned the car around, and drove towards the Regent Hotel.
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Ning Bing'an's office is located on the top floor of the Regent Hotel.
But he spends most of his time not in the office, but in the dessert room of the hotel kitchen.
His white shirt sleeves were rolled up, revealing his well-defined forearms, and a black apron was tied around his slender waist, which made his figure look even taller.
He was wearing a mask, revealing only a pair of cool, clear eyes, as he focused intently on decorating the cake in his hands.
When Ning Yuan was brought over by his secretary, he was using a small spatula to spread light green cream evenly on the cake base.
Her movements were skillful and elegant, as if she were creating a work of art.
Hearing his secretary speak, he didn't even look up, and greeted her casually, "Little sister's here? Have a seat, try my new cake."
Ning Yuan wasn't annoyed. She walked over to a high stool and sat down, crossing her arms as she watched him work with interest: "It seems Brother Bing'an is in a good mood and even has the leisure to make a cake."
Ning Bing'an chuckled and decorated the cake with raspberries: "Besides, I prefer to stay in the kitchen and study these sweet little gadgets rather than deal with those troublesome things."
He cut a small piece of cake with a cake knife and handed it to Ning Yuan: "Try it, Regent's new product - Matcha Raspberry Cake. It tastes great with Qimen black tea or coffee brewed with hand-drip Honduran Sherry coffee beans."
As he spoke, the secretary immediately ordered someone to bring over freshly brewed black tea and sherry coffee.
Ning Yuan took the cake and tasted it: "The cream is sweet with a hint of bitterness, and the raspberries are slightly sour with a rich fruity aroma. They go very well together."
While continuing to decorate the cake, Ning Bing'an casually asked, "I heard the dock was quite lively last night? Little sister, were you scared?"
Ning Yuan put down the small fork in her hand and said calmly, "Brother Bing'an is quite well-informed."
Ning Bing'an smiled and said, "I heard that half of Fourth Uncle's goods were intercepted by the police, resulting in a heavy loss."
Ning Yuan picked up the Qimen black tea that had been prepared in front of her, took a small sip, and said calmly, "The rest of Uncle Si's goods are with me. Brother Bing'an, do you think there might be any problems?"
Ning Bing'an poured her a cup of coffee, his movements elegant and proper: "What problem could there be? Even if the police come knocking, isn't my sister a legitimate businesswoman? At most, she's just unlucky to have been caught up in a gang fight."
He examined another peach mousse cake, cut a small piece, and handed it to Ning Yuan: "The Ning family's legal team is no pushover. Besides, Hong Kong is a society based on connections, otherwise my little sister wouldn't have called the police, would she?"
“Brother Bing’an is right.” Ning Yuan put down her teacup and took the piece of cake.
"I'm here to ask Brother Bing'an to tell Fourth Uncle that this batch of goods needs to be checked and sorted out as soon as possible. Even between brothers, accounts should be kept clear. It wouldn't be good if he thought I had embezzled a few priceless items. I'm just a middleman between the buyer and Fourth Uncle."
Ning Bing'an smiled, walked to Ning Yuan's side, and took a jar of jam: "Really?"
He turned around, placed his hands on either side of Ning Yuan, removed his mask to reveal a handsome and refined face, and looked down at her: "But, little sister, you've come to test the relationship between me and Fourth Uncle."
Ning Yuan looked at him and raised an eyebrow: "Brother Bing'an is too sensitive."
She seemed completely unaware of the ambiguous distance between them.
Ning Bing'an suddenly reached out and affectionately wiped the cream off Ning Yuan's lips, saying gently, "No need to test me. Fourth Uncle and I have no relation. The only relation is that my mother originally had the surname Sheng."
Ning Yuan was stunned for a moment, so much so that she didn't even realize how ambiguous Ning Bing'an's actions were.
After a few seconds, Ning Yuan finally found her voice, suppressed the turmoil in her heart, and asked him with a complicated expression, "Does Uncle know?"
Ning Bing'an shrugged: "He doesn't know, and he doesn't need to know."
"So what exactly do you want to do?" Ning Yuan's tone carried a hint of barely perceptible wariness.
His mother's surname is also Sheng, is he saying that he is also a descendant of the Sheng family? Is he here to settle scores with the Ning family?
Ning Bing'an put the cream he scraped from her lips into his own mouth and tasted it, then frowned slightly: "It's a bit bland, it would be better with some grapefruit flavor."
Ning Yuan couldn't help but frown, her eyebrows twitching. This guy actually dared to flirt with her!
Ning Bing'an's delicate features are nothing like Rong Zhaonan's, but for some reason, they have a similar temperament.
Perhaps because Ning Bing'an also practiced Taoism, both of them had a sense of detachment from worldly affairs.
Ning Bing'an turned around and let go of her. He took the jar of jam and walked to the counter, where he began to mix grapefruit jam into the cream, his movements as elegant as if he were mixing perfume: "Little sister, if you marry me, you'll know everything, won't you?"
Ning Yuan looked at him, her big eyes suddenly curving into a smile, but her voice was as cold as frost: "Brother Bing'an, we both know perfectly well that neither of us has those feelings for each other. There's no need to force yourself to do such ambiguous things in the future. It looks... very awkward."
"What do you mean neither of us has those feelings for each other?" Ning Bing'an stopped what he was doing, turned around and looked at her with a half-smile.
"Otherwise what? You don't seem like you like me at all. Alright, I'm leaving. We're already so familiar with each other, no need to put on an act." Ning Yuan put down her coffee cup, her tone tinged with sarcasm, and turned to walk towards the door.
I've achieved my goal for today, and I even stumbled upon some juicy gossip. I need to go back and discuss it with my mom.
Ning Bing'an watched her retreating figure and suddenly smiled: "By the way, little sister, I remember you were also invited to the Li family's banquet tonight. I happen to be short of a female companion. I wonder if you would do me the honor?"
Ning Yuan paused, about to refuse, when suddenly there was a rapid knocking on the door.
Ning Bing'an's secretary rushed in, looking somewhat flustered: "Young Master Bing'an, the police from the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau and the Commercial Crime Bureau have arrived at Regent Plaza, saying..."
"What is it? I'm going to change my clothes and go out." Ning Bing'an raised an eyebrow slightly, but his expression remained calm.
The secretary looked at Ning Yuan somewhat uneasily and stammered, "The police...the police said the person they're looking for is Miss Seven...they want to question her."
Ning Yuan and Ning Bing'an were both stunned for a moment.
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