A hint of impatience appeared on Rong Zhaonan's handsome face. He had just had an argument with the old man and was in a very irritable mood.
He needs to be coaxed, so he doesn't have the patience to coax a little girl.
Seeing Ye Yuan's helpless expression, he could only rub his temples and ask, "Where are you planning to look?"
Ye Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and was about to turn around and leave with Rong Zhaonan: "I've already sent people to search all the places Dongdong could go, we should have news soon..."
Ning Yuan finally couldn't hold back and said expressionlessly, "Rong Zhaonan, come here for a moment."
After saying that, she turned and walked to the other side.
Upon hearing Ning Yuan call his name, Rong Zhaonan followed without hesitation.
Ye Yuan watched from the side, frowning slightly, but said nothing.
"What's wrong, wife?" Rong Zhaonan followed Ning Yuan to the side, and looking at her delicate face, his mood softened considerably.
But he noticed that his wife was a little unhappy.
Ning Yuan looked up: "Do you really have to go with Ye Yuan to find Ye Dong? You yourself said that you have no idea where she could go."
Rong Zhaonan looked at Ning Yuan and explained, "When I left the capital to be sent to the countryside, the old man didn't even send anyone to see me off. He asked his family to have someone stop me halfway so he could take action."
He paused for a moment, then said, "It was Ye Yuan who, on the orders of Elder Ye, led a group of people to escort me out of the capital and stopped the Xiang family."
Ning Yuan glanced in Ye Yuan's direction. No wonder he was in such a bad mood, yet he still agreed to Ye Yuan's request.
She looked at Rong Zhaonan and said, "Going with her now will only lead to pointless wandering. Let Ye Yuan's people find Ye Dong and then tell you. If she refuses to come back, then you can go."
Rong Zhaonan pondered for a moment: "Okay."
Ning Yuan looked at him and said, "I have something to tell you tonight."
In front of outsiders, she gave him face and kept quiet, but she wasn't the type to keep things bottled up inside.
Rong Zhaonan was taken aback, as if sensing something. Looking into her clear and cool eyes, he nodded gently: "Okay."
Ning Yuan nodded slightly: "Go find Ye Yuan."
Rong Zhaonan turned around and went to find Ye Yuan.
Seeing the obedient and compliant Young Master Rong, Ning Yuan's suffocating and somewhat irritable mood improved slightly.
Seeing Rong Zhaonan approach, Ye Yuan hurriedly asked, "How is it? Let's go. I've had someone call a car."
Rong Zhaonan shook his head slightly: "There's not much point in me following you all over the capital. Chen Chen is bringing a large group of brothers over tonight, and I have to wait for them. Once you find Dongdong, send someone to tell me if anything happens to her."
Ye Yuan frowned slightly: "Is it Ning Yuan who won't let you come with me to find someone? She's being far too petty."
A cold glint flashed in Rong Zhaonan's eyes: "Ye Yuan, what does this have to do with my wife? Let's stick to the facts."
Seeing his unhappy expression, Ye Yuan clearly didn't allow anyone to say a bad word about that young educated youth.
He smiled and said, "Alright, I was just saying. I'm worried because Dongdong is missing."
"If you're in such a hurry, why don't you hurry up and go find someone instead of talking so much nonsense?" Rong Zhaonan slapped his arm without any politeness.
Ye Yuan gasped, "Hiss..."
He could only turn around and leave with his men, feeling helpless.
"Come on, come on, let's go back and get ready. Chen Chen and the others will be here soon." Aunt Qian said with a smile, urging them to go inside.
Once inside, Rong Zhaonan looked at Ning Yuan, who was taking off her shoes, and hesitated for a moment: "Should we find somewhere to talk?"
What was she trying to say?
For some reason, he felt uneasy, but he couldn't resist listening to it that night.
Ning Yuan looked at him, but curved her lips slightly: "It's almost four o'clock. I need to go help Aunt Qian prepare dinner. We can talk again later tonight."
After saying that, she ignored him, changed into her slippers, quickened her pace, and caught up with Aunt Qian: "Aunt Qian, let me help you pick vegetables."
Aunt Qian smiled contentedly and patted her hand affectionately: "This girl is so thoughtful. I wish I had a daughter-in-law like you."
Ning Yuan smiled and took Aunt Qian's arm, saying, "Anyone who has a mother-in-law like you is blessed. I'm not so lucky."
The two walked ahead affectionately, while Rong Zhaonan listened silently, thinking about his own messy family.
He quickly changed into slippers and followed, saying, "I'll help Auntie wash the vegetables too."
Aunt Qian looked at Rong Zhaonan with some surprise and teased, "Oh, the young master's hands, which used to only play the piano, can now wash vegetables. He's quite virtuous."
Ning Yuan was taken aback and glanced at him.
Aunt Qian seemed to sense Ning Yuan's confusion and said with a smile, "Back then, when Nan was studying abroad, he studied that... that British prince's school..."
Ning Yuan added: "Eton College?"
"Yes, it's Eton College, the school that British aristocrats went to. When they first returned to China, they spoke and acted like typical capitalist playboys—wearing suits, playing the piano, having afternoon tea, reading English classics, riding horses, fencing..."
As Ning Yuan listened, she couldn't help but glance at Rong Zhaonan again. The thirteen-year-old boy, apart from his cultivation, had the demeanor of a feudal capitalist nobleman.
He was completely out of step with the children of high-ranking officials in this era who were still very simple, honest, and principled.
No wonder everyone dislikes him and nobody likes him.
When Aunt Qian talked about Rong Zhaonan's childhood, she couldn't help but sigh: "This child never lifted a finger and didn't look like a successor of the proletariat at all. His father disliked him so much that he forced him to go to the reservoir to learn farming."
Rong Zhaonan recalled the past events, and his originally calm expression turned indifferent and gloomy again.
Aunt Qian realized she had said the wrong thing and quickly changed the subject: "But this kid is really good at learning things. Look, now that he's married, he's started helping his wife with chores. That's quite rare."
Ning Yuan glanced at Rong Zhaonan and said calmly, "Gender equality, one person cooking and the other washing the dishes, that's the right way."
When she first started living with him, she subtly and gradually influenced Rong Gongzi in this way.
Rong Zhaonan was glanced at by her and keenly sensed that his little wife was in a low mood, even a little unhappy.
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