Zhao Qing is extrely cautious, if it doesn’t work this ti, it will be difficult to find another opportunity.
Hopefully it can succeed in one go, take down Zhao Qing, and control Qinglong Hall.
Qinglong Hall is just the first step, after that, there are the other three halls and even deeper forces behind them. She’s already impatient...
"Young Master Ning, please have a seat. I’ll go call the Young Lady."
The butler led the person to the living room and asked soone to call the Young Lady: "Quickly invite the Young Lady to co down, tell her Young Master Ning is here."
Ning Zihuan sat on the sofa, pursing his lips with a sowhat gloomy expression, looking like soone not easy to provoke. The butler wiped sweat from his brow, hurriedly instructing soone to serve tea, as this Third Young Master Ning was definitely not easy to deal with.
The Ning Family in Jiangzhou is like a local tyrant, sharing half of Jiangzhou with the Han Yi Gang. The Han Yi Gang controls the black market and underground dealings, while the Ning Family monopolizes casinos and ports. Both are prominent figures on the scene. Although this is the Capital City, no matter how powerful Ning Zihuan is in Jiangzhou, he’s still at a loss here. But the Ye Family is currently in a tumultuous period, it’s best to avoid provoking them.
"Young Master Ning, please enjoy the tea...." The butler personally offered the tea.
Ning Zihuan glanced at him, and the butler almost had a heart attack.
He took a sip of tea and suddenly spat it all over the butler’s face, "What kind of tea is this? It’s horrible."
The butler wiped his face, "This is the finest Dongting Biluochun, sold for tens of thousands per ounce...."
Ning Zihuan placed the teacup on the table, and the porcelain cup made a sharp, jarring sound against the marble surface, causing the butler’s heart to skip a beat.
Thinking to himself, this young master is truly difficult to serve, with a peculiar and eccentric personality.
"Zihuan." Ning Zijin ca down from upstairs, happy to see Ning Zihuan.
"Young Lady." The butler bowed respectfully.
"Alright, I’ll chat with my brother, you can go now."
"Yes." The butler retreated.
"Sis, you’re living quite well as the Young Lady." Ning Zihuan said with a smile.
Ning Zijin glanced at him a few tis and sighed with a shake of her head, "You, I don’t know what to say about you. Why did you co to the Capital City? See and then go back. You can’t leave the house unattended or else everything will go chaotic again."
Ning Zihuan’s eyes flashed with a trace of hostility, "They wouldn’t dare...."
Ning Zijin looked around and whispered, "I know why you ca to the Capital City, but I warn you, don’t cause trouble for . It’s fortune if gained, fate if lost, don’t force it."
Ning Zihuan waved impatiently, "I don’t believe in fate, I only believe in myself."
Ning Zijin sighed softly, "I don’t even know if choosing you was right or wrong."
Ning Zihuan’s lips curled into a mocking smile, "Isn’t it a bit late to talk about this now?"
Ning Zijin gave him a look, "Take good care of the Ning Family, if you don’t cause trouble, I’ll be thankful."
Ning Zihuan changed the subject, his gaze falling on her belly, "Is your health okay recently?"
Ning Zijin placed a hand on her abdon, her face full of a loving smile, "I’m very well."
Ning Zihuan raised his eyebrows slightly, rare to show a hint of a smile, "Congratulations."
"Speaking of, I also have to thank Yun Ya, if it weren’t for her, I couldn’t have my wish fulfilled." Ning Zijin said with a smile.
Ning Zihuan knew the inside story, and a trace of tenderness flitted across his eyes upon hearing this. Ning Zijin sighed inwardly, if Yun Ya and Zihuan could be together, it would be wonderful, but alas, Zihuan doesn’t have that fortune.
Ning Zijin originally wanted to take Ning Zihuan out to eat and call Ye Feng along, as the house was a ss, and she didn’t want Zihuan to see it, but the rain hadn’t stopped and she didn’t know how long it would last. But thinking of Ye Xiaoxiao quietly staying in her room, Feng Dai having gone out early and won’t co back, Ye Wenyong also won’t return, she ordered the kitchen to prepare a al.
Ning Zijin answered a phone call and walked away, leaving Ning Zihuan alone in the living room. At this mont, a door upstairs suddenly opened, and a woman drifted down like a ghost.
She had disheveled hair, wore a loose dress, appearing increasingly emaciated, her face as pale as paper, eye sockets sunken, cheekbones protruding, her eyes eerily cold and terrifying, seeming as if possessed by a ghost, sending chills down one’s spine.
Ning Zihuan raised his eyebrows slightly, quietly watching the person walk up to him.
"You like Ji Yunya, don’t you?" The voice was like sharp nails scraping against a wall, unpleasant to hear, making Ning Zihuan instinctively frown.
This woman should be Miss Ye, Ye Xiaoxiao. Although he didn’t know what had happened to her, turning a proud and seductive lady into this ghostly form, it was easy to imagine. She had been at odds with Yun Ya since Jiangzhou, so he absolutely despised this woman.
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