"My beautiful lady, what’s bothering you?"
Just as Nanrong Wanqing was thinking about how to deal with Ling Chen, the latter suddenly appeared from behind the sofa, startling her so much that she almost bounced off the couch.
It was only when she saw it was Ling Chen, Nanrong Wanqing went from worry to joy, and looked at him reproachfully, "I thought you had left. Why did you co back? Hmph! If you’re leaving, then go far away and stop being an eyesore here."
Listening to Nanrong Wanqing’s petulant words, Ling Chen found it amusing. In all the ti he had known her, he had never seen her exhibit such girlish behavior, nothing like her usual tough woman persona. If outsiders saw this, they would likely be shocked by her deanor.
"There, there!" Ling Chen said with a laugh, hugging Nanrong Wanqing from behind the sofa, "Don’t be mad anymore. I’m back now, aren’t I?"
Nanrong Wanqing grumpily said, "If you take so long to co back next ti you go out, I will definitely lock the door and not let you in."
"Yes, yes, I promise I’ll rush back as soon as I can," Ling Chen cooed, not knowing how many sweet words and promises he made before a smile finally appeared on Nanrong Wanqing’s face.
Sitting side by side on the sofa, Ling Chen held Nanrong Wanqing’s slender waist with one hand and gently stroked her thigh with the other. Although Nanrong Wanqing’s legs were numb, years of maintenance ant her skin was still delicate and elastic, feeling very pleasant to the touch.
Seeing Ling Chen’s suggestive actions, even though she couldn’t feel them, a blush still spread over the beautiful face of Nanrong Wanqing, and she buried her whole head into Ling Chen’s arms, her shy deanor rendering him montarily speechless.
The two enjoyed a warm mont in the living room, and occasionally, Nanrong Wanqing would ask him about his experiences in recent tis, which Ling Chen casually brushed off.
Nanrong Wanqing was aware of the God Organization, but she had little knowledge of the Heavenly chanism Pavilion issues, and Ling Chen preferred not to discuss it. After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, the Heavenly chanism Pavilion belonged to another world, difficult for the average person to grasp.
"How has everything been at ho recently?"
"It’s been okay, just too boring without anyone to talk to," Nanrong Wanqing said, playing with her hair.
Ling Chen smiled, saying, "Weren’t you often alone before as well?"
"You said it yourself, that was before. I used to be accustod to the solitude at ho, but now I’m used to having you by my side. Alone at ho, I always feel like sothing is missing." As she spoke, Nanrong Wanqing looked up at Ling Chen’s handso face, asking, "If you have to travel far in the future, can you bring along?"
"If I take you away, who will manage the Hongyu Group?"
"The Hongyu Group is already on the right track, it doesn’t need watching over it every day. Besides, now that Nanrong Hao is there, I don’t need to worry too much."
"Haozi?" Ling Chen asked in surprise. "Has he taken over the company?"
"Not yet, he’s still in his internship phase. First, let him familiarize himself with the business of the company, and after a few years of training, when he is ready to handle things independently, then I will let him take over completely. The Hongyu Group is a big company; becoming the chairman takes at least a few years."
Ling Chen smiled and said, "Can that kid sit still?"
"Don’t even ntion it, I feel he has changed a lot compared to before. Now he is very serious and responsible in his work. Honestly, if it weren’t for your help, I wouldn’t know how to change him. You didn’t see how happy grandpa has been these past few days. Hearing that Nanrong Hao is finally focusing on the company, grandpa praised him for being sensible and said that it’s all thanks to you, insisting on rewarding you greatly."
"Reward ? How will he reward ?" Ling Chen’s eyes darted as he brought his lips close to Nanrong Wanqing’s earlobe and whispered, "Does it an marrying you to ?" While speaking, Ling Chen intentionally or unintentionally touched Nanrong Wanqing’s tender ear.
Instantly, Nanrong Wanqing’s pretty face turned exceedingly red, her bright eyes filled with a spring-like allure, making Ling Chen utterly captivated.
If it weren’t broad daylight, and fearing being seen, Ling Chen really wanted to do sothing naughty.
"When I just ca back, I saw the old man sitting alone on the balcony, probably asleep, and he didn’t hear when I greeted him," Ling Chen changed the topicood.
"You ntioned Grandpa?" Nanrong Wanqing lifted her head, looking puzzled at Ling Chen, "Are you sure you weren’t mistaken? Grandpa’s illness relapsed in the last few days, and he hasn’t been feeling well, so he’s been lying in bed with Uncle Liu by his side. I told Uncle Liu not to let him get out of bed until his health improved."
Saying this, Nanrong Wanqing put on her shoes and quickly walked towards the outside.
"Hey! Wanqing, don’t be so anxious, maybe your grandpa just wanted to get so sun..." Before he finished his sentence, Ling Chen closed his mouth.
The weather today is quite cool; there isn’t any sun.
Seeing Nanrong Wanqing running towards the main house, Ling Chen hurriedly followed her to the room where Nanrong Yong lived.
Thump, thump, thump!
He knocked on the door, but it seed like nobody responded inside.
"Wasn’t Uncle Liu supposed to be watching Grandpa? Where did he run off to?" Nanrong Wanqing muttered while pushing the door open.
As the door opened a crack, Ling Chen seed to sense sothing, his face changed drastically, and he quickly grabbed Nanrong Wanqing who was about to enter, speaking in a low tone, "Stay outside, don’t go in yet."
Seeing Ling Chen’s serious expression, Nanrong Wanqing couldn’t help but get worried and hurriedly asked, "What happened?"
Without a word, Ling Chen stepped up to the crack of the door, grabbed the doorknob, and gently pushed it inwards. His movents were slow; as the door opened, his gaze swept through the gap, taking in everything inside the room.
Liu Kun?
Suddenly, the sharp-sighted Ling Chen noticed soone lying in the corner of the room—the Nanrong Family’s butler, Liu Kun.
Without a mont to think, Ling Chen lightly tapped his toes and quickly dashed into the room.
At this mont, apart from Liu Kun lying on the floor and Nanrong Yong sitting on the balcony, there was no one else in the room.
Ling Chen rushed to Liu Kun’s side and checked his breathing.
Thankfully!
Liu Kun had only fainted and was not in life-threatening danger.
"Grandpa!"
At that mont, a scream ca from the balcony.
Ling Chen turned his head to look, only to see Nanrong Wanqing lying on top of Nanrong Yong’s body, her face full of sorrow, crying loudly, tears falling like broken raindrops onto the floor.
"Wanqing..."
Ling Chen was shocked and hurriedly rushed to the side of Nanrong Wanqing and Nanrong Yong.
Looking at Nanrong Yong sitting in the wicker chair, Ling Chen internally expressed concern. At this mont, Nanrong Yong’s old face was deathly pale, his breath was faint, clearly showing signs of nearing his end.
His gaze shifting, Ling Chen suddenly noticed sothing next to Nanrong Yong, his pupils abruptly sharpening.
What a ruthless move!
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