Ning Bingyu naturally saw the tall man walking towards him, and his heart was filled with shock: "You are..."
She almost blurted out "Rong Zhaonan." But the moment their eyes met, he suddenly stopped.
Ning Bingyu subconsciously frowned, his gaze suddenly sharpening.
Rong Zhaonan is an extremely formidable figure, meticulous in his thinking and ruthless in his methods; otherwise, he wouldn't have earned the nickname "Tai Sui" (a powerful figure in the military).
But his eyes remained clear and deep, and even after retiring, he still carried the unique perseverance and integrity of a soldier.
That was the integrity honed over many years in the army, a purity akin to "unwavering faith in the Way."
Although the man before them possessed an elegant and outstanding demeanor and had facial features remarkably similar to Rong Zhaonan's, the "unorthodox" and wicked air lingering between his brows set him apart from Rong Zhaonan.
Despite wearing a sharp, high-ranking police superintendent's uniform, he exuded a Gestapo-like aura, revealing an indescribable sinister presence.
Similar facial features, yet infused with completely different souls, resulting in a face that is unlike Rong Zhaonan's.
Ning Bingyu's expression became uncertain, and he subconsciously glanced at Ning Yuan out of the corner of his eye.
Her feet were stained with bright red fruit juice, but she was completely unaware of it.
The crimson juice spread across the carpet like an eerie rose, blooming silently.
Ning Yuan's mind went completely blank; she couldn't react at all.
The world seemed to be muted; the surrounding noise, the clinking of glasses... all faded away, leaving only the familiar figure before her, walking towards her step by step.
The man she had searched for countless times, the man who made her cry in despair in the dead of night, was now standing alive and well in front of her.
His tall, straight figure was encased in a black police uniform, the insignia on his epaulets gleaming coldly under the lights…
It was as if it were a phantom that had emerged from the most hidden corner of her heart.
Through repeated hopes and disappointments, she maintained her will to live by deceiving herself.
Now, this hope has fallen into her life without warning, catching her completely off guard, as if her soul had been ripped from her body.
So close, yet so far, yet unable to utter a sound.
...
Young Master Li watched as Ning Yuan stood frozen like a statue, not even reacting when she dropped her wine glass. He was also puzzled by the strange and shocked expressions on Ning Bingyu's and his rumored assistant's faces.
The Hong Kong government was quite surprised to have such a young senior superintendent.
Because those who can reach the position of Senior Superintendent in the Hong Kong government are usually people in their forties or even fifties.
But it's obvious when you think about it...
Such a young senior superintendent, appearing at such a social occasion alongside the top police officer, Evan, and still being remembered by the Governor of Hong Kong, must have some connections behind him.
The Ning siblings have all seen a lot of things and are worldly-wise, so why did they react so strongly and lose their composure in front of the Governor and consuls?
Young Master Li, as expected of a seasoned socialite, remained outwardly calm despite being completely bewildered.
While calming the slightly surprised Governor and his entourage, he directed the waiters to clean up the mess on the floor, as if the little incident had never happened.
At this moment, Commissioner of Police Evan had already walked up to them with a young senior superintendent.
They greeted the Governor of Hong Kong, Sir Richard, and several consul couples in fluent English.
Richard noticed Ning Yuan's unusual expression, but he didn't take it to heart. Instead, he smiled, pointed at Ning Yuan, and joked with Evan:
“Evan, I was just saying that I would introduce your capable assistant to the Ning Group’s heiress. It seems that your capable assistant made a stunning entrance.”
"Is that so?" Evan smiled and looked at Ning Yuan with the senior superintendent beside him.
As the man's gaze fell upon her, Ning Yuan's heart nearly leaped out of her chest, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably, like a withered leaf swaying in the wind.
He suddenly couldn't help but take two steps forward, his hand trembling as he reached out to pull the tall figure.
"Anan..."
Ning Bingyu had been watching Ning Yuan closely. The moment Ning Yuan moved, he grabbed her arm and forcefully pulled her back.
Ning Yuan raised her hand and tried to push Ning Bingyu away, like a drowning person desperately trying to grab the last straw.
Ning Bingyu found that he could barely hold Ning Yuan down, and the people around them were looking at them with curiosity and inquiry.
"Miss Ning, what's wrong?" the wife of the consul from Country A asked with some concern.
He simply shoved Ning Yuan directly into Ning Bing'an's arms and whispered, "Keep a close eye on her, don't let her move around!"
Then, he took Chu Hongyu's arm and deftly stepped in front of Ning Yuan, giving everyone an apologetic smile—
"I'm sorry, I think I mistook someone who has passed away. I was a little excited and sad, so please forgive me."
Although Chu Hongyu was still in shock, she had been Ning Bingyu's "apprentice" for a year and knew that he wouldn't speak without reason.
She immediately stepped in front of Ning Yuan to cooperate.
Ning Bing'an frowned. Although he didn't know what had happened, he could sense that Ning Yuan, who was usually calm and composed, had suddenly become a different person and seemed to have gone mad!
The petite girl in his arms struggled with great force, almost breaking free of his control.
Ning Bing'an instinctively knew something was wrong with her, so he simply pulled Ning Yuan into his arms and directly pinched an acupoint on Ning Yuan's back.
Ning Yuan felt a tingling and numb sensation spread throughout her body instantly. Her limbs felt as if all the strength had been drained, leaving her weak and unable to exert any force. She could only lean against Ning Bing'an's chest.
She was like a fish trapped in a fishing net, unable to make a sound. Her bright, reddened eyes welled up with tears as she stared intently at the senior superintendent standing in front of Ning Bingyu.
Ning Bingyu looked at the person in front of him, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes behind his glasses.
He suddenly spoke up in Cantonese, asking, "May I ask how this superintendent is addressed?"
The other person's dark eyes, with a half-smile, withdrew from Ning Yuan and Ning Bing'an's faces and landed on Ning Bingyu, carrying a hint of barely perceptible amusement.
He smiled slightly, extended his hand, and said in fluent Cantonese, "My surname is Zhou, Zhou Yan, and I am from the OCTB Special Department directly under the Hong Kong Police Force."
Ning Bingyu's frameless glasses gleamed slightly as he gently pushed up his glasses: "Superintendent Zhou is so young, yet he has already reached the position of Senior Superintendent. It is truly remarkable! This is the first time in my life that I have seen such a young Chinese Senior Superintendent."
Many senior Hong Kong government officials speak Cantonese, and Police Commissioner Evans certainly recognizes Ning Bingyu, the CEO of Ning's Group.
He smiled and spoke to Ning Bingyu in Cantonese with a slight British accent—
“Inspector Chow is a British citizen. He previously worked at the NCA (National Crime Agency) and Interpol headquarters. Two months ago, I managed to get him transferred to the Hong Kong government. He is a rising star in our police force.”
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