Ning Bingyu paused slightly as he was about to pick up some food. He looked up at Ning Yuan, his eyes deep: "Why do you think she has a boyfriend?"
Does Chu Hongyu have a boyfriend? Who? Is it Ying Gang from the mainland, or one of those guys from the Ministry of Finance...?
Ning Yuan scooped up a small spoonful of soup with a spoon and blew on it gently: "I saw a hickey on her neck, tsk tsk, she hid it quite well."
Ning Bingyu was relieved.
He calmly picked up a piece of fish and placed it in Ning Yuan's bowl—
"Mind your own business. Aren't you busy with your own things? Stop worrying about everything like a busybody all day long."
Ning Yuan sneered: "But this is my good friend. I can't just watch her get taken away by that scumbag."
She paused, raising a slight glint in her eyes: "Could it be... that scumbag is really sitting at this table?"
There were only two people at the table, a man and a woman.
Ning Bingyu slowly wiped his mouth: "So what if it is, and so what if it isn't?"
Ning Yuan put down her spoon, looking at Ning Bingyu with a hint of coldness in her eyes—
"I remember someone saying that he was very classy and would never touch the people around him, especially his sister's friends, who were also his secretaries."
Ning Bingyu remained calm and elegantly wiped his mouth with a napkin.
“Principles are meant to be broken. Chu Hongyu has been with me for two years, and I’ve found that she’s shed her naivety and become much more mature. From her background to her appearance and figure, she’s quite suitable.”
Ning Yuan snorted coldly: "You chose Cha Meiling for so many years before, didn't you say that it's not easy to pick a matriarch?"
She raised an eyebrow, her tone clearly sarcastic: "You know that it's probably very difficult for Sister Hongyu to become the head of the household. Besides, Sister Hongyu has no interest in being anyone's head of the household; she only wants to focus on her career."
Ning Bingyu smiled dismissively: "You know she doesn't want to get married? She insists on a marriage before they can be together? You've been working your way up in the Hong Kong government, and you still have such outdated ideas?"
Ning Yuan said irritably, "You..."
Ning Bingyu tapped a financial newspaper on the side to interrupt her: "Poor people and middle-class people marry to combine their limited assets to fight against life's risks, while I, as a member of the bourgeoisie, marry to preserve and increase the value of my assets!"
"Marriage laws in all countries around the world are essentially subsidiary regulations of property law, protecting only property and not feelings, because feelings cannot be quantified and are not practical. Some countries' marriage laws even only protect the strong and not the weak, with the winner taking all and the weak fighting to the death!"
After a barrage of words, Ning Yuan laughed in exasperation: "Ha, you're giving me a lecture on legal theory now..."
Ning Bingyu continued unhurriedly, "Theory comes from practice. Whether you are rich or poor, anyone who doesn't understand that marriage and love have absolutely nothing to do with each other is a complete fool and is likely to be poor for life, or become penniless sooner or later. I hope you remember this, Ning Yuan."
Ning Yuan couldn't help but grit her teeth: "You smell so strongly of your father, and you love going to class so much, does Sister Hongyu know? How can you say you have no ulterior motives when you say that?"
Remember that, you son of a bitch!
Yes, what he said makes perfect sense, and there's nothing wrong with it, but it's no wonder he had ulterior motives!
Ning Bingyu raised an eyebrow and scoffed, "Is selfishness some unforgivable sin? What could that trashy man in front of her possibly offer her with sweet words?"
"True care is about giving her real effort. The kind of 'goodness' her ex-boyfriend showed her by bringing her breakfast every day—that has no economic value and is the cheapest kind. She's much more clear-headed than you are now. The apprentices I've trained are far superior to yours!"
Ning Yuan scoffed and kicked him with her high heel, saying irritably, "You spineless fangirl, trying to put one down while praising the other, trying to sow discord, huh? Don't even dream about it!"
Ning Bingyu crossed his long legs to avoid her attack, his eyes and brows exuding a cold indifference.
“I wasn’t interested in Chu Hongyu at first, but in the last two years, she has matured. She’s become bright, sharp, and much more experienced, which is why she suits my taste.”
He wouldn't be interested in someone who wasn't pretty.
He wouldn't even look at a woman with such a poor mindset; she lowers his standards and affects the family's wealth.
Ning Yuan was instantly speechless, choked by his words!
It turns out he's started another "raising a child" project!
She glared at Ning Bingyu, annoyed: "You failed with your ex-wife back then, and now you're planning to find another one? You pervert!"
Ning Bingyu rudely tapped Ning Yuan on the forehead with his chopsticks.
“Watch your words. If Annie had been raised entirely by me, she wouldn’t be in this situation today. She was ultimately influenced by Cha Shenlou. She is different from Chu Hongyu. She is more down-to-earth than Annie!”
Ning Yuan blocked his chopsticks with her own and sneered, "You're a pervert, and you still won't admit it. If you dare to hurt Hongyu, I'll never forgive you!"
Ning Bingyu put down his chopsticks and smiled coolly: "Naive. You're meddling too much. A relationship between a man and a woman can last just as long if they weigh the pros and cons. She's long since given up on unrealistic expectations of love and marriage. Can't you see that?"
Ning Yuan was taken aback: "What exactly did you teach her?"
Ning Bingyu calmly ate his meal: "She comes from a good family in Shanghai and was originally quite shrewd. She stumbled once, but the environment in the mainland is simple and naive, and she doesn't understand relationships well enough. After two years in Hong Kong, she has realized that the stupidest thing is to want everything and end up with nothing. She's an adult now. Does she need you to protect her? Mind your own business!"
Ning Yuan retorted without backing down: "I call this class loyalty! Does everyone treat their lovers as harshly as you do?"
Ning Bingyu made no attempt to hide the contempt behind his glasses: "You've only been with one man, where did you get a lover? Stop pretending, I'm the one who gave you your textbook on men!"
As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them simultaneously let out a cold snort and glared at each other.
Tony: "..."
Oh well, let the brother and sister do whatever they want.
As long as no fight broke out, that's fine.
...
After the meal, Ning Yuan took her daughter back to the villa in Repulse Bay.
She hadn't been home to spend two days with her child, and the little guy seemed a bit distant from her, squirming in her arms and constantly reaching his chubby little hands toward the nanny, Ah Zhen.
Ning Yuan felt a pang of jealousy and secretly resolved to make it up to her daughter today.
The maid told her that the Tsim Sha Tsui waterfront park had just been built and opened, and many wives were taking their children there for walks. There were also many restaurants nearby.
Upon hearing this, Ning Yuan felt it was exactly what she wanted and immediately instructed her bodyguards to prepare a car.
As evening approached, the seaside park was bustling with people.
The afterglow of the setting sun spilled onto the sea, creating a shimmering, breathtaking scene.
Ning Yuan was strolling along the corridor with her daughter, Xiao Jiajia, in her arms, enjoying the scenery and playing with the child.
Little Jiajia had just learned to walk. She wobbled along, holding onto the railing, her short legs working very hard, which made Ning Yuan chuckle.
"Jiajia, walk slowly, don't fall," Ning Yuan gently instructed.
Little Jiajia has just learned to walk. She is wobbling along, holding onto the railing, her little face flushed with excitement.
Ning Yuan looked at the scenery while teasing her daughter, reminding her to be careful from time to time.
"Jiajia, slow down, don't fall..."
Little Jiajia giggled and shuffled forward with her short legs.
Suddenly, the little boy slipped and his body lurched forward.
"Ah!" Ning Yuan exclaimed, instinctively reaching out to grab it, but it was too late.
At this critical moment,
In the blink of an eye, a long, strong arm reached out from the side and steadily lifted Jiajia up.
Ning Yuan was still in shock when she looked up and met Zhou Yan's deep and beautiful phoenix eyes.
He still had that cold and aloof look, with a high nose and thin lips, and an expressionless face. However, when he saw Ning Yuan, a subtle, strange light flashed in his eyes.
"Thank you, Superintendent Zhou." Ning Yuan immediately expressed her gratitude, took Jiajia, and hugged her tightly.
She remained calm, took a step back defensively, and secretly made a hand gesture.
The two closest bodyguards immediately stepped forward.
Zhou Yan nodded, his gaze falling on Jiajia, his tone unusually gentle: "Children should be careful when they walk."
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