Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Tony's voice came through the door: "Young Master, Miss Seven wants to see you. Have you finished 'discussing' your matter?"
Chu Hongyu tidied her hair, which Ning Bingyu had messed up, and called out towards the door, "Tony, tell Miss Seven that I will... um, let the young master out immediately."
Then, she checked her makeup one last time in front of the mirror and said to Ning Bingyu indifferently, "Isn't this what you've always wanted? A perfect lover who won't cause you any trouble. What, not good enough?"
Ning Bingyu's peach blossom eyes flickered slightly: "Heh, of course it's qualified."
Chu Hongyu turned her head and raised an eyebrow, switching to a coquettish Shanghai accent: "I also think Young Master Ning is a very charming man, I like him very much and I'm very satisfied with you. But next time, I hope you won't act impulsively and forget about everything."
(Of course, I also think Young Master Ning is a very charming man, and I like him very much and am very satisfied with you. But next time, I hope you won't act impulsively and disregard the occasion.)
Ning Bingyu picked up his teacup, blew on it gently, and asked, "What if I don't?"
Chu Hongyu narrowed her fox-like eyes, said nothing, and walked to Ning Bingyu's side.
She bent down, across the sofa, her slender fingers gently caressing his shoulder, and smiled alluringly—
"Otherwise, Young Master Ning, you really have to be wary of me selling you to those rich young ladies. After all... quite a few of them come to me hoping I'll do them a favor, offering huge sums of money, and some... don't even care about my existence as their 'mistress,' they just want to marry Young Master Ning as his legal wife. The Ning family is the richest family, who wouldn't want the position of mistress?"
Ning Bingyu's eyes darkened, and he remained silent.
After saying that, she flung open the door and resumed her usual shrewd and capable demeanor as a senior secretary.
Chu Hongyu turned slightly to the side and made a "please" gesture: "Young Master Ning, don't keep Miss Seven waiting."
...
Ning Yuan sat on the sofa outside the lounge.
Upon seeing Ning Bingyu emerge, she raised her eyes, a half-smile playing on her lips: "Big brother, did I interrupt your 'work discussion' with Sister Hongyu?"
Ning Bingyu casually sat down opposite her: "It's alright, we've finished talking about everything. What do you need me for?"
He remained calm and composed, as if the romantic escapade had never happened, and that she was simply doing her job.
Ning Yuan casually said, "I plan to marry Ning Bing'an."
She spoke as if she were saying the weather was nice today.
But the next moment, the air seemed to freeze.
Not only Ning Bingyu, but also Tony standing to the side and Chu Hongyu who had just come out of the lounge, all three of them stared at Ning Yuan in shock.
Chu Hongyu even forgot that she was Ning Bingyu's senior secretary at the moment, and walked a few steps to Ning Yuan's side.
She reached out and touched Ning Yuan's forehead: "Xiao Ning, are you... are you feeling unwell?"
She touched her forehead again and muttered to herself, "I don't have a fever, so why am I talking nonsense?"
Although Tony didn't speak, his usually expressionless face was now filled with shock and confusion.
Is Miss Seven out of her mind?
Ning Bingyu, on the other hand, quickly regained his composure after the initial shock.
His deep, almond-shaped eyes stared at Ning Yuan, and he asked in a deep voice, "Have you thought it through?"
Ning Yuan nodded: "That's right."
Ning Bingyu's eyes were cold: "I don't need you to do that."
Ning Yuan smiled, her big eyes crinkling: "Heh, who said I did it for you?"
Ning Bingyu's tone carried a barely perceptible hint of anger: "Mommy won't be happy, and she won't agree."
Ning Yuan remained calm: "My husband has been dead for two years, so there's nothing wrong with remarrying. I'll persuade my mother."
Chu Hongyu listened in stunned silence. She looked at Ning Yuan, then at Ning Bingyu, feeling like she hadn't understood anything.
Not to mention her, Tony didn't understand either; he just felt like the two of them were speaking in riddles.
Chu Hongyu couldn't help but interject, "Xiao Ning, are you serious? How could you marry him? Wouldn't that be exactly what the chairman wants?"
These two were incredibly calm; anyone who didn't know better would think they were discussing what to eat for dinner rather than their life's most important matter.
Ning Bingyu ignored Chu Hongyu and asked with a stern face, "How much investment did Ning Bing'an give you that made you so eager to sell yourself?"
Ning Yuan spoke calmly, as if discussing a perfectly ordinary business deal, saying, "I can get an investment totaling ten million."
Ning Bingyu's peach blossom eyes flashed with a gloomy and cold light: "Ten million, and that's just an investment, and he thinks he can buy my sister? Does Ning Bing'an, a good-for-nothing adopted son, even deserve it?"
Ning Yuan raised an eyebrow: "Otherwise what? You don't have that much money, and I need it!"
Ning Bingyu's expression stiffened, and he slammed his hand on the table in displeasure: "Don't give me that smirking look, you..."
Ning Yuan interrupted him calmly: "Brother, the reason why your Tsim Sha Tsui project had funds diverted to support my sister's Whampoa Garden project is because my uncle is no longer fair and just, and secretly helped my sister Ning Man'an persuade many heavyweight shareholders?"
She gave a slight smile: "You are indeed the heir of the Ning family, but the chairman is still your uncle Ning Zhengkun. To put it bluntly, the CEO is also a high-level employee. In other words, you are also an employee in the Ning family, working 007, which is even worse than 996."
Ning Bingyu's face darkened further, clearly stung by the words "working class".
Ning Yuan looked at Ning Bingyu and said calmly, "You should know that this is also an opportunity for me, representing the second branch of the family, to show my loyalty to my uncle and grandfather."
“In this way, your uncle will no longer put pressure on you, but will return to the previous fairness, and may even… offer you some support.”
She keenly noticed the increasingly unpleasant expression on Chu Hongyu's face as she stood behind Ning Bingyu.
Chu Hongyu gripped the decorative waist chain tightly in her hand, her knuckles turning white.
She looked like she was about to transform into a female assassin, using that chain to strangle Ning Bingyu's neck and kill him, the "culprit"!
Even Ning Bingyu felt a chill down his spine and couldn't help but shift his position to the side.
Ning Yuan immediately added, "Of course, these are just two simple objectives based on mutual benefit. I also have other goals of my own, so this is a win-win situation!"
These words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing Chu Hongyu's impending outburst of anger and allowing her to barely calm down.
But she couldn't help but take two steps forward, grab Ning Yuan's arm, and drag her into the lounge.
Then she glared fiercely at Ning Bingyu, and slammed the door shut rudely in front of Ning Bingyu and Tony with a loud "bang".
He was so strong that the door frame shook twice, and Ning Bingyu's gold-rimmed glasses were knocked askew.
He silently adjusted his glasses and snorted irritably, "What's there to be angry about? What's it to me?"
(What's there to be angry about? It's none of my business.)
Why does his mistress/secretary look like she's about to kill him for the sake of the barbecued pork girl?
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