Like her sister Ning Yanxi, Ning Yanqing likes Pei Tang, her childhood sweetheart, from the bottom of her heart, and is afraid that Pei Tang will be unhappy because of Ning Meiyue's words.

Pei Tang patted Ning Yanqing on the shoulder like a good friend, "Don't worry, I'm a big man and I won't bother with her. I usually take revenge on the spot."

"Sister Guoguo, you are so awesome. Meiyue has a bad temper. She usually bullies others. This is the first time I see her being humiliated." Ning Jiaming said.

Ning Jiaming is the grandson of the Ning family's eldest branch and is one year younger than Pei Tang.

Although it was the first time they met, he also liked Pei Tang very much.

Her eyes are big and round, sparkling like black gems, and her thick black eyelashes flutter like butterfly wings.

"Sister Guoguo, your eyes are so beautiful, just like stars."

Pei Tang grinned and chuckled, "You have good taste. I think I look good too."

Although Ning Jiaming is one year younger than Pei Tang, his family background makes him more mature and intelligent than his peers.

The words were said with a purpose of flattery.

Pei Tang couldn't hear it, but he couldn't hide it from Pei Ziheng.

As early as when Ning Yanqing and others surrounded Pei Tang, he, as an elder brother, felt depressed and unhappy as if his cabbages were being eaten by pigs.

"Guoguo, come here."

Although he was having a very happy chat with Ning Yanqing and the others, Pei Tang still ran over immediately when he heard Pei Ziheng calling him.

"Brother, look, this is the lottery ticket Uncle Ning gave me. If you win money later, I will take you out for a big meal."

Pei Ziheng rubbed her head with a happy look on his face, "Okay, if you don't win, I'll treat you to whatever you want to eat, and I'll buy you whatever you want."

So, don’t be swayed by the little boys out there with just a few words.

He added silently in his heart.

Pei Tang, who had no idea of ​​his brother's thoughts, pecked at the rice like a chick, his face and eyes full of happiness and joy of being spoiled.

"Brother, do you think I did the right thing just now?"

Although he successfully angered Ning Meiyue and got himself vented, and was praised by his friends, Pei Tang still cared a lot about what his brother thought.

“Well done.”

These four short words made Pei Tang very happy.

She raised her chin slightly, and she knew right from wrong very well: "Who told her to cricket me behind my back? If she had spoken nicely, I wouldn't have yelled at her. I'm not an unreasonable person."

Not long after the brother and sister talked, the horse racing results came out.

Pei Tang's number 7 did not win, but Ning Yuan's number 3 won a big victory, winning more than one million.

Pei Ziheng kept his word and took Pei Tang to the restaurant in the Jockey Club for dinner to comfort her "wounded" heart.

Ning Yanxi and others also went together.

After the children had eaten and drunk their fill, Pei Ziheng went to pay the bill, but was told that all today's consumption would be charged to Ning Yuan's account.

…

It was not until the evening that Ning Yuan took his two children home for dinner.

He and Zhuang Xueqi have their own residence in Hong Kong City, which is a sea-view villa built halfway up a mountain.

It was a gift from Mr. Ning when he married Zhuang Xueqi.

As he was getting closer to home, Ning Yuan slowed down the car.

"Full of baby."

Ning Yanxi, who was tired from playing, was sitting in the back seat and was drowsy. When she heard him calling, she forced open her sleepy eyes.

"what?"

"At the dinner table later, you asked me, 'Dad, you won money from horse racing today, what gifts are you going to give to me and my brother?'"

Ning Yanxi asked in confusion why.

Ning Yanqing answered quickly: "Stupid, of course he wants mom to know that he won money!"

"Can't you just tell mom?"

"Invisible pretense is the most deadly."

Ning Yuan: “…”

Well said, don’t say it next time.

After looking at Zhuang Xueqi who was eating slowly and indifferently, Ning Yuan asked the twins in a good-tempered manner: "What gifts do you want?"

Ning Yanxi asked for a pretty little skirt.

Ning Yanqing asked for a set of horizontal car models.

"What about you? What do you want?"

When asked by Ning Yuan suddenly, Zhuang Xueqi was stunned for half a second before she rolled her eyes without being able to read the question.

Ning Yuan acted like a wealthy man, "You don't have to save money for me. I haven't bought you anything after being married for so long, which makes me look like an incompetent husband. Just tell me what you want."

Looking at the man who seemed to have some problem, Zhuang Xueqi swallowed the food in her mouth with a playful look.

"Okay, since you are so sincere, then buy the New Parkson for me."

Ning Yuan was speechless, "New Parkview? You dare to think about it!?"

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"If you can't afford it, don't show off in front of me."

“…”

If it weren't for the fact that she gave birth to two children for him, he would never have thought of giving her anything! In this life, if he wanted to give her something again, he would be a grandson! Ning Yuan drove away from the villa with a feeling of dissatisfaction.

…

In the noisy and blurry bar box.

Ning Yuan drank a glass of whiskey and asked a local rich man from Hong Kong who was drinking with him, "How much is New Parkview worth now?"

The young master became interested when he heard this, and asked mysteriously, "What's the matter, what new moves has the Ning family made recently?"

"No, I'm just asking."

The rich young man took a sip of wine and carefully raised two fingers: "It should be worth this much, right?"

Two hundred million Hong Kong dollars?

Damn, that damn woman was right.

He can't afford it.

So angry!

…

A few days later.

"Do you owe money outside?"

Ning Yuan returned to the main house of Mingyuan after get off work. As soon as he stepped into the living room, he was questioned by his own "Empress Dowager".

"No."

"Why are you selling your car if you don't owe any money?"

Everyone who knows Ning Yuan knows that his biggest hobby in life is luxury cars.

He owns more than twenty cars, and each one of them is his favorite. He would not lend them to outsiders easily, let alone sell them.

"I didn't do anything. The garage couldn't hold any more space, so I cleaned it out to make room."

The reason was reasonable and the tone was natural, but it couldn't fool Yan Jing, her biological mother.

Although she knew her son was hiding something, she did not ask any further questions.

I'm in my thirties now, and it's impossible for me to control everything like I did when I was a child.

There are always other ways and methods to find out what she wants to know.

"He wants to acquire New Parkview? Is he crazy?"

The housekeeper didn't dare to respond and said with a smile, "The young master must have his reasons for doing this. People always change. He used to like to play, but now he wants to make progress and pursue a career. After all, he is a father now."

Yan Jing knew her son too well. He had never been interested in business since he was young, nor was he cut out for business.

But I couldn't understand why my son sold his car and bought a shopping mall, so I just didn't bother to care about it.

She had very low expectations of her son, just that he behaved himself and didn't get into trouble.

Ning Yuan was indeed a rich young man from a famous family. He scraped together 180 million Hong Kong dollars and bought the New Parkview Shopping Center as he wished. (End of this chapter)