Seeing Ning Zhihuan staring at her hand in a daze, Chen Zhu thought of her hand injury, which would not only affect her studies but also the design drawings.
After all, helpers can be found, but there is only one designer.
It's impossible to find someone to dig out the design drawings from Ning Zhihuan's head, right?
Chen Zhu was a little worried when she saw this, but she knew that now was not the time to talk about this, so she wanted to change the subject.
Ning Zhihuan felt moved and touched when she deliberately changed the subject.
I continued chatting with her, but didn't talk about clothes anymore.
She had her own decision on this matter. She had decided that before school started, she would hurry up to find a factory and start mass production.
Let’s not talk about the fight for now. The few of them were chatting happily, as if they had forgotten that such an incident had happened.
Especially now that I make more money and live a better life, there is a lot to talk about.
The topic unconsciously turned to Li Xueyan, and Ning Zhihuan wondered if she was still studying.
Li Xueyan blushed and just shook her head. "I just took a look and didn't learn much. I think this path is difficult to follow, so I'm planning to give up. It's good to make clothes with my sister-in-law."
"How can that be?" Ning Zhihuan disagreed, and Chen Zhu made it clear that they were not short of people. Moreover, now that their family was well off and they had enough food and clothing, she should spend more time on her hobbies.
To be fair, Li Xueyan is not a genius, otherwise she would not have been unable to get into university for so long.
But she has come this far through self-study and has the courage and perseverance to take the college entrance examination, which shows that she is the right material.
How can you know the final result if you don’t try?
Li Xueyan scratched her head, feeling a little embarrassed.
She didn't lie, it was indeed a bit difficult and tiring.
Especially mathematics, I just feel like I can't understand it at all. I often get stuck on a problem for a long time and may not be able to solve it.
Looking at Li Xueyan like this, Ning Zhihuan felt powerless.
Let's wait a little longer until she goes to junior high school. Then I can help Li Xueyan. At least I will have a legitimate reason to do so.
The four women chatted happily and had dinner, and then Ning Hong and the others came back from school.
Ning Zhigan was a foodie. He couldn't walk when he saw the food. His stomach was protesting after being hungry for the whole afternoon, so he picked up the steamed bun on the table and started to eat it.
As for Ning Hong, the first thing she said when she came back was, "Where's Brother Xiao?"
Everyone's expression changed, especially Old Lady Ning, whose smile immediately disappeared.
Ning Hong also felt that the atmosphere around her was not right, but she was not in the mood to dwell on it now.
The nurse said that Ning Zhihuan was discharged from the hospital, and Xiao Yuchi came to pick him up personally, so he is most likely still at home.
So this time after school she caught up with Ning Zhigan and came back with him.
You know, normally she would get home about half an hour after Ning Zhigan got home.
After all, she didn't consider this place her home, and she always walked slowly all the way home.
This time it seemed like he was running, without even taking a breath.
Ning Zhihuan lowered his head to hide his smile.
Old Lady Ning said unhappily, "He left a long time ago. A small temple can't accommodate a large Buddha." She then muttered, "I don't know if his last name is Ning or Xiao, but he calls me brother so affectionately all the time."
But the voice was not loud, so Ning Hong didn't hear it.
She just felt a little sorry.
She rushed back as soon as the get out of class was over, but she still missed it.
She was a little angry and wanted to go back to her room without having dinner, but Ning Zhihuan stopped her.
"Sister Ning Hong, now that I've been discharged from the hospital, Butler An probably won't continue to book rooms for me."
Ning Hong gritted her teeth in hatred upon hearing this, thinking that Ning Zhihuan was bringing up something that was irrelevant.
But everyone was a little surprised by Old Lady Ning. "Room? What room?"
Ning Zhihuan said, "Sister Ning Hong lives very close to the hospital to take care of me. Butler An booked a room for her in a nearby hotel."
Old Mrs. Ning is not a fool. Ning Hong’s expression is so obvious, she is not unaware of what she is thinking.
She has lofty ambitions and is determined to climb up the ladder, never caring about anything else. That's all, success or failure is up to her own fate.
But no one expected that she would be involved with Xiao Yuchi's people and use the injured Huanbao as a raft.
This is intolerable.
"Didn't you tell me that you've been living in the hospital these days?" Old Mrs. Ning asked with a cold face.
Ning Hong cursed Ning Zhihuan inwardly for being such a tight-lipped person. She explained softly, "I...it was Butler An who said sleeping in the hospital might disturb my younger sister, so I agreed."
Old Lady Ning didn't give her face. "Since it will affect Huanbao, you should come back. Why, life outside is supposed to be more comfortable. If that's the case, why don't you just not come back?"
Ning Hong bit her lip, angry but not daring to speak, looking like she had suffered a great injustice.
Ning Zhihuan just felt that it was a bit ironic.
Although Old Lady Ning was reprimanding Ning Hong from her own standpoint, wasn't she also hoping that she could develop a values of striving for success?
But Ning Hong just kept resisting out of disgust, thinking that Old Lady Ning was just lecturing her and didn't really want her best.
I guess it was like this in my previous life.
She treated Mrs. Ning's teachings as nonsense and her scoldings as exclusion.
In the end, he went astray and blamed the Ning family for not helping him.
I'm just so shameless.
Old Lady Ning turned her gaze away from her. She had already done her utmost for Ning Hong. Perhaps it was true that people with different ideals could not work together.
From now on, Ning Hong’s affairs will be her own business.
Whether she is poor or rich in the future has nothing to do with her.
Ning Hong may have felt ashamed, or perhaps she felt that seeing the Ning family was unlucky, but in any case, she went back to her room without eating.
The originally joyful scene was ruined because of Ning Hong's interference.
Ning Zhihuan wanted to help clean up the dishes, but was driven away by Li Xueyan. She had no choice but to return to the bedroom alone.
When Old Mrs. Ning saw the unnatural look in her eyes, she felt very distressed and followed her.
At the door, she saw the dim candlelight from a distance.
Leaning closer, she saw through the window that Ning Zhihuan was struggling to hold the pen with his right hand and write. However, his normally functioning hand began to tremble as if it had been electrocuted when it touched the pen.
She saw Ning Zhihuan gritting his teeth and writing a few crooked words on the paper.
She remembered that Ning Zhihuan's handwriting used to be very beautiful.
Ning Zhihuan had not given up yet and was trying hard to control her right hand. Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, perhaps because of nervousness or exertion. She had no time to wipe the sweat off and let it drip down.
Old Mrs. Ning's eyes were dark and unclear, mixed with heartache and many complicated emotions.
But she knew that Ning Zhihuan definitely didn't want to see her now, or rather, she didn't want to see anyone now.
Old Mrs. Ning walked away with her cane, as if she had never been there. Only the wind knew that she had been there.
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