Lunch Gathering.
“Hahaha! Father-in-law! Old man, I rarely get to come by! You must join me in drinking to our hearts' content!”
“Su Ba, you…”
Before the words could finish, Su Ba wrapped an arm around Ning Yuan's neck, ignoring the latter’s red, suffocating face, and continued pouring drinks into his mouth, one after another.
“Gulp gulp…!”
“Dad!!”
“Grandpa Su! My dad is foaming at the mouth! Please let go!”
“Hahaha! This old fellow is pretending to be asleep again!”
“No! He really can’t take it anymore!”
At another table.
Ning Qingyuan elegantly wiped the corner of her mouth. She glanced at the commotion on the other side and snorted coldly, “Filthy men are still so noisy.”
Although… it seemed her side wasn’t much better.
Ning Qingyuan looked at Ning Qingxuan, who was feeding shrimp to Su Lingtian.
“Here, Lingtian, I know you love this the most.”
“Mm.”
“Shh, let me quietly tell you, this was made by my sister.”
“Okay.”
Due to the issue with Su Lingtian’s cultivation of the Nine Revolutions Extreme Cold Art, he was unable to express his emotions fully.
Ning Qingxuan gazed at Su Lingtian with satisfaction. Wasn’t it his looks and demeanor that she fell for in the first place?
Originally, she thought he was just cold and aloof, but it turned out he had no choice.
As she thought this, she seemed to feel a burning gaze.
Ning Qingxuan turned her head and saw Ning Qingyuan’s gloomy expression.
She chuckled, "What's wrong, Qingyuan little sister? I was just praising how delicious the shrimp you made is. Are you not happy about that?"
Ning Qingyuan snorted coldly, “No manners.”
Her elder sister, as the eldest daughter of the Ning Family, getting her hands greasy peeling shrimp for someone.
What kind of behavior is that?
Ning Qingxuan poked her sister’s shoulder and laughed, “No manners? Little sister, are you upset because no one’s peeling shrimp for you?”
Ouch!
As soon as these words came out, Ning Qingyuan’s eye twitched.
You did it again, didn’t you?! You brought it up again, didn’t you?!
Yes!
There were five daughters in the Ning Family.
Ning Qingxuan was the eldest, and she was the second.
And besides her… everyone else was married.
And their children were even about to get married!
Because of this, the family had been nagging her countless times.
But!!
But!!
Ning Qingyuan looked at Su Lingtian beside Ning Qingxuan.
On the surface, she remained calm, but inside, she was on the verge of tears.
The person I like has already married my sister, aaaaaahhhh!!!
No! Calm down!
Ning Qingxuan is like this—the more you get flustered, the happier she is.
Let’s see what my niece is doing.
Thinking this, she looked at Su Muwan beside her.
Su Muwan sat naturally and elegantly, sitting quietly in a well-behaved manner.
In stark contrast to Ning Qingxuan.
An unreliable mother, a reliable daughter.
Ning Qingyuan’s eyes showed satisfaction. Hmm, not bad. This is the conduct befitting the future heir of the Su Family.
So…
Hmm?
Just as she thought this, Ning Qingyuan frowned.
She saw Qin Luo wearing disposable gloves, peeling large shrimp one by one for Su Muwan.
He placed them on Su Muwan’s plate and smiled, “Young Lady, shrimp.”
And Su Muwan, who had been sitting upright, immediately curved her lips.
She turned her head slightly, pointed to her mouth, and said, “Ah~ Qin Luo, feed me~”
“Young Lady, everyone’s watching.”
“Hmph! So what!”
“Alright, Young Lady.”
Qin Luo shook his head with a smile, then pinched the shrimp tail and fed it to her.
“Mmm!”
She sparkled with joy, “Delicious!”
“Qin Luo, I want more!”
“Yes, Young Lady.”
“Here, Young Lady, crab legs.”
“Delicious!”
“Here, have some soup.”
“Tasty!”
“Here, wipe your mouth.”
“Hehe.”
Ning Qingyuan: ?
Her eye twitched, and she couldn’t help but cover her face.
What? So you were waiting to be fed?!
What on earth did I just see?
The future heir of the Su Family… Su Muwan…
How did she end up looking like such a pampered brat?
Ah?
Unsure… let’s take another look…
Right, there’s also the adopted daughter, Su Bailian.
Ning Qingyuan thought, then looked over to another table.
She saw the younger generation of the Ning Family gathered around Su Bailian.
One of them, after being glanced at by Su Bailian, immediately blushed and stammered, "B-Bailian sister, long time no see..."
“You’ve become even prettier.”
Su Bailian, upon hearing this, looked pleasantly surprised. She clasped her hands together and looked at him shyly, “Ah… Brother Xiuyuan, what are you saying… I’m not even wearing makeup.”
No, no! Sister Bailian, you look beautiful even without makeup!
“Agreed!”
“Same here!”
The Ning Family youngsters cheered and jumped around like a bunch of baboons.
Bailian sister is just too adorable!
“Woof woof!”
A dog named Pochi was running around on the ground, trying to get to Qin Luo.
Unfortunately, the leash around its neck prevented it from moving freely.
Su Bailian smiled as she watched the men falling at her feet.
She was quite satisfied.
See?
This is how things should be!
Qin Luo and Su Muwan are just an exception!
Ning Qingyuan: ?
She fell silent, then slowly turned her head and looked away.
Thwap!
She covered her face, her pupils shaking.
What?
Is there something wrong with the Su Family’s family values?!
Ning Qingyuan felt like she was out of touch with the times.
What on earth did I just witness?
And what’s wrong with the younger generation of the Ning Family?!
Didn’t we teach you any manners?!
Are you even part of the family anymore?!
Thinking this, she took a deep breath and looked at another green-clad figure.
The person was quiet and serene, in stark contrast to the Su Family members around her.
Ning Muqing, the talented youngster of the Ning Family.
Ning Qingyuan nodded with satisfaction. At least we have the Ning Family.
At Ning Muqing’s table.
She ate her food slowly, but her eyes kept wandering to Su Muwan, who was being fed.
There was a hint of inexplicable confusion in her gaze.
Su sister... seems different from before.
Why is that?
Her gaze shifted from Su Muwan to Qin Luo.
He was good-looking and had a gentle demeanor.
He seemed like a nice guy.
Could it be that this man changed Sister Su?
Does Sister Su like him?
Thinking this, Ning Muqing lightly pursed her lips, her fists clenching tightly.
Su sister… is still so beautiful.
…
…
After the meal.
“Muqing, take Su sister and the others to tour the Ning Family estate.”
Ning Qingyuan rubbed Ning Muqing’s head. She was quite satisfied with this little genius of the Ning Family.
Most importantly…
She looked at Ning Muqing’s refreshing and elegant appearance.
Perfect!
Such a descendant is the future of our Ning Family!
“Okay.”
Ning Muqing replied softly.
But in fact, her little eyes were constantly looking at Su Muwan.
Her heart surged with joy.
To be able to take Sister Su and the others to tour the Ning Family estate... how wonderful...
Qin Luo’s gaze revealed a hint of something unspoken.
I wonder if I’ll run into that reincarnated person…
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