The atmosphere froze instantly after Ning Zhengkun said those words.
Ning Bing'an frowned slightly, glanced at Ning Yuan subconsciously, and hesitated before saying, "Daddy, isn't this... a bit too fast? My little sister and I just announced..."
Ning Zhengkun snorted coldly: "Fast? You're too honest! You took a good beating to protect your little sister, and you still think it's fast? I'm afraid that if this drags on, all sorts of scoundrels and lowlifes will dare to try and take advantage of the Ning family!"
He spoke to Ning Bing'an, but his gaze was fixed on Ning Yuan.
Ning Yuan met Ning Zhengkun's sharp and deep gaze without making a sound.
Ning Zhengkun's voice was low and slow: "Little sister, do you know what the Zhou family, who once dominated Shanghai, is like abroad now?"
Ning Yuan was taken aback. She really knew nothing about the current situation of the Zhou family, only that Zhou Yan was a member of the Zhou family.
"Uncle, I don't know much about these things."
It seems that Ning Zhengkun couldn't keep the events at the shareholders' appreciation banquet that day a secret.
He not only investigated Zhou Yan, but also thoroughly investigated the Zhou family's background.
Ning Zhengkun asked the butler to light a cigar, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled a smoke ring.
He looked at Ning Yuan, his tone coldly mocking: "The Zhou family today is no longer the Zhou family it once was."
"After the previous female head of the family died, the current incompetent head of the family squandered almost everything, leaving only an empty shell to maintain appearances!"
He paused, then said earnestly, "Little sister, you didn't grow up in this world of fame and fortune, so you don't understand the intricacies of it all."
"Some playboys may seem to come from good families, but they're actually all show and no substance. They've long since emptied their pockets, and even their sports cars are ten-year-old models that have to be imported from England."
"These gigolos specifically target girls from your social class, swindling them out of money and sex. To put it bluntly, they're after their family fortune!"
Ning Yuan listened thoughtfully. Zhou Yan had been completely regarded by her uncle as a shameless con artist.
After a moment, she raised her head and nodded calmly, "Uncle, I understand."
Seeing that she had taken his words to heart, Ning Zhengkun then gave her a meaningful warning—
"You've been back for a while now, so you should know how the Ning family's family fund operates, right? It's managed by the family office, ensuring the Ning family's children have no worries about food and clothing, but it's not about unlimited extravagance."
He emphasized, "And every transaction can only be made with fixed-amount checks, which must be reviewed by the family office team, meaning your third brother, Ning Bingchao, has to sign them."
"This is to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the Ning family's children. If some dim-witted fools rely on borrowing money for food, drink, gambling, and prostitution, they will have to bear the consequences themselves. That's why our Ning family's wealth won't last beyond three generations."
Ning Yuan met Ning Zhengkun's gaze without fear: "Uncle is trying to remind me to watch my money and not be swindled by those unscrupulous men, right?"
Ning Zhengkun smiled, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes: "Little sister, you really are a smart child, just like your older sister, you understand things immediately without me having to explain."
He took a puff of his cigar, his tone becoming more relaxed: "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. You and Bing'an go out and pick out some wedding supplies. Buy whatever you like, don't be stingy."
"Then we'll get ready to get the marriage license in the next couple of days and give me a grandson as soon as possible. That way, we can completely stop those con artists from eyeing you and prevent any more trouble."
Only if Ning Yuan gave birth to a child with the bloodlines of both the second wife and Bing'an could he feel at ease handing over power to his nephew Ning Bingyu.
Ning Yuan lowered her eyes, concealing the complex emotions that flashed across them, and softly replied, "I understand, Uncle."
At this moment, the butler, who had been silent all along, stepped forward, bowed slightly, and said to Ning Bing'an and Ning Yuan, "Young Master Bing'an, Seventh Miss, the Master still has matters to attend to. You may go out and rest first."
Ning Bing'an immediately understood; he knew that his uncle was about to end the conversation.
He stood up and said to Ning Yuan, "Little sister, let's go."
Ning Yuan nodded and followed Ning Bing'an out of the office.
As soon as Ning Bing'an stepped out of the office, he turned to look at Ning Yuan—
"Little sister, I'm so sorry, I didn't know my daddy would do this... this sudden thing, insisting that we get married right away."
His face showed a mixture of helplessness and sincere apology.
Ning Yuan put her hands in her pockets and shrugged slightly: "It's okay, it's the same whether we get married sooner or later. If we get married sooner, I can get the investment that Fourth Uncle promised sooner. It's a good deal."
Ning Bing'an was taken aback when he saw her nonchalant attitude, as if it were nothing.
Ning Yuan thought for a moment, then said directly, "How about today? Or tomorrow? Let's go to the marriage registration office, get the marriage application form, submit it, and get the marriage license."
The marriage procedures in Hong Kong are different from those in mainland China.
The wedding ceremony is considered complete only after the wedding ceremony is finished, and the couple uses the marriage license to exchange for a marriage certificate.
Ning Bing'an was taken aback by her decisiveness: "Then... how about we go buy some things together? A wedding dress, a ring, and stuff like that?"
Ning Yuan shook her head listlessly: "I'm not interested in buying anything. You can decide for me. I don't need anything."
Ning Bing'an looked at her stubborn attitude and sighed helplessly.
"Little sister, I know you're not interested in marrying me, but you still have to pretend. Besides, the Ning family always has a wedding fund for its children; if you don't use it at all, Daddy will get suspicious..."
Upon hearing this, Ning Yuan's eyes lit up, like a cat smelling fish.
She immediately pressed, "How much?"
A wedding fund is a good thing.
Ning Bing'an raised an eyebrow: "Little sister, you only get excited when you hear about money. Do you have to be so...snobbish?"
Ning Yuan glanced at him and scoffed, "Nonsense, who would turn down money? Are you saying you're not interested in money?"
Ning Bing'an thought for a moment and said, "That's not it, I'm interested too."
Ning Yuan raised an eyebrow: "Then hurry up and tell me, how much?"
Ning Bing'an coughed lightly: "Ahem, when Ning family members get married, each person can apply for a limit of 500,000 US dollars from the family office to purchase wedding supplies, such as wedding dresses, rings, and hardware."
When Ning Yuan heard "five hundred thousand US dollars," her eyes practically lit up.
This is equivalent to the amount of money she earned from shipping goods in half a year of hard work!
She couldn't help but exclaim excitedly, "So much money!"
Ning Bing'an decided to dampen her enthusiasm, adding casually, "However, only fixed-amount checks can be signed, and they must be approved by the family office."
Ning Yuan's big eyes blinked, and she had already started to plan her own scheme.
She cheerfully replied, "It's okay, let's buy the things first!"
Jewelry and haute couture gowns worth half a million US dollars can be resold for a considerable amount of money.
When the time comes, she can find some similar "alternatives" to wear, and who will be able to tell the difference?
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that her idea was simply "brilliant".
Ning Yuan suddenly glanced at Ning Bing'an: "Brother Bing'an, shouldn't I get at least half of your wedding fund? After all, I helped you get the Ning family shares, and that's worth far more than half a million US dollars, right?"
Ning Bing'an: "..."
Could this guy be any more stingy?
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