C2 Young Master Ning

Lin Qianxue never expected Ning Lo to suddenly be so bold.

She subconsciously wanted to struggle free, but found herself tightly hugged. Half of her body was leaning against his chest, yet she couldn't move an inch.

After being married for three years, this was the first time that Lin Qianxue had maintained such an intimate posture with Ning Lo.

The man's broad chest and manly aura gave him a strange feeling.

A sense of security she had never felt before filled her heart, and she was slightly enchanted.

However, this feeling only lasted for an instant. Thinking about the latter's three years of incompetence, a look of disappointment appeared on Lin Qianxue's face once again.

"You?"

"Stop joking around... Don't you have a little compulsion in your heart for the days when Qianxue married you for three years? Don't you find it laughable to be pretending to be us? "

"This person …" You know your limits, you know your limits. Even if you're poor, others wouldn't say anything about it.

"That's right..."

Ning Lo's words did not make the crowd look at him in a new light. Instead, it gave rise to a wave of ridicule from the crowd.

In their eyes, trash was trash, and it was impossible for them to change anything. It was as if mud couldn't support a wall.

"Alright, it's Qianxue's birthday today. You should all calm down, don't make him embarrassed." At this time, Han Binn stood up, smiled like a spring breeze and became the peacemaker.

"Then alright, I've given Young Master Han face." To be honest, I just don't like people who don't have strong numbers. What is that thing! "

Mo Xiaoqian smiled contemptuously as if she had a grudge with Ning Lo. Then, she pulled her friend and walked into the hall of the Golden Empire.

"Brother Ning, it's good to have dreams for people, but it's easy to be a joke if you're too unrealistic. What do you think?"

"It's true, but how do you know that what I say is impractical?"

Ning Lo smiled.

"Isn't it? This person sometimes just has to accept his fate. It's just like how some people can drive a BMW Mercedes, buy famous brands, bags, and walk around a high-end clubhouse, yet you can only drive an old polo, buy the cheapest clothes, and shop in the market. This is reality, even if you don't accept your fate, it's useless. "

Han Binn smiled playfully again. He patted Ning Lo's shoulder to signal Lin Qianxue and walked towards the hall of the Golden Empire.

At the door, Ning Lo looked at Mo Xiaoqian, Han Binn, and the others who were showing off their superiority before entering the Sheng Shi Empire with a cold smile on their faces.

For a noble young master of one of the five great families of Dragon Country to be ridiculed by a group of second generation ancestors of a third-rate city, it was truly a joke.

"What they said is correct. People know their own worth. If you had worked hard back then, perhaps this would not have been the result today."

"I do not wish for today's matter to happen a second time. If you dare to lay your hands on me again, I will not be polite."

With a straight face, Lin Qianxue threw down those words and followed him in.

"This is truly an era where dogs look down on people. I wonder what sort of expression you will have when I don't hold back anymore?"

"Come out."

"Little Young Master."

In the darkness, a figure flashed out. It was Uncle Wai, whom he had met at South Mountain Graveyard.

"The old thing has agreed to my conditions?"

"Master said that Little Young Master's conditions can be considered, but you must pass his test …"

Uncle Wai handed a fax to Ning Lo.

Two minutes later, Ning Lo sneered.

"This old thing is as harsh to me as ever. My big brother only earned a hundred million to grant me the right to inherit the family rights, but now it's ten billion. He really thinks highly of me."

I hope that he can keep his promise and move my mother's grave back to the Ning Family. Otherwise, I don't mind destroying the Ning Family with my own hands! "

"Yes sir!"

Feeling the bone-piercing coldness from Little Young Master's body, Uncle Wai trembled in fear as he hurriedly nodded.

"Is this Golden Age the property of the Ning Family?"

"Yes, not only the Sheng Shi Empire, there are also several other restaurants and entertainment areas with Ning Family in the Jiang City. There is also a real estate development company and an antique shop, they were all managed by me. Master said, in the future, all the businesses in Ning Family will be handed over to you, Little Young Master. Little Young Master, if you need anything in the future, just tell me.

"I currently have no time to take care of the Ning Family industry, so you can just continue to take care of it. If there's nothing else, don't look for me. If there's anything else, I'll look for you. "

"Yes, Little Young Master!"

Uncle Wai bowed in response.

… ….

Only after smoking a cigarette downstairs did Ning Lo go back upstairs.

When he went upstairs, he saw his wife, Lin Qianxue, being pushed into Han Binn's arms by a few friends.

Han Binn was also secretly delighted. He tried to hug Lin Qianxue, but she would always push him away.

Ning Lo coughed lightly.

In a split-second, Han Binn retracted his hand with a guilty conscience as a sinister look appeared in his eyes.

The other ladies bitterly sat down in their seats as well.

"You're early, you're late, you're late. It just so happens that at this critical juncture, you really know how to stall for time …"

Mo Xiaoqian's ear-piercing voice sounded again as she made sarcastic remarks at Ning Lo.

Ning Lo didn't mind and just sat in the corner.

Seeing that Ning Lo didn't say anything, Mo Xiaoqian, who originally wanted to continue looking for trouble, could only give up. After cursing, she turned around, put on a smile, and started to play around with Han Binn and the others.

The others also completely ignored Ning Lo. Each of them picked up a microphone and started singing loudly.

After more than an hour, someone finally found Ning Lo.

"Brother Ning, you've already sat for so long, aren't you going to sing?"

Han Binn walked up to Ning Lo with a playful expression while holding the microphone.

"Me? I don't sing very well. "

"Since you're already here, there's no point in not singing. Besides, it's Qianxue's birthday, isn't it inappropriate for a husband like you not to sing today?"

Han Binn said again.

Ning Lo saw the suspicion on Lin Qianxue's face and stood up immediately.

"Alright then, I'll sing a few songs."

Instead of picking up the microphone Han Binn handed to him, Ning Lo walked towards the jukebox.

"Zhang Xueyi's Along the Way You , Tu Honggang's You ? Ning Lo, are you sure you want to sing these two songs? "

In front of the music station, Lin Qianxue was surprised to see the two songs Ning Lo had chosen.

Lin Qianxue likes old songs.

Compared to most of the songs now like a liquid love, my brother is full of the flavor of the years, long and lasting, let people go back to the aftertaste.

Of the two people, one was regarded as the God of Songs and the other was known as the Overlord of the New Era, so the songs they sang were all extremely difficult to find.

She didn't know why Ning Lo would choose two songs that were completely different. Was it because he was in a bad mood, or was it because he had absolute confidence in her?

"'There's you on the road' and 'You!'. Hur Hur, you sure are an old song. You really are a bumpkin!"

"Xiaoqian!"

"Alright, alright, alright. I won't say anything."

Seeing the cold look in Lin Qianxue's eyes, Mo Xiaoqian could only shut her mouth bitterly.

"Brother Ning, these two songs are not easy to sing. Are you sure you want to sing these two songs?"

"I only know these two songs. You can't possibly let me sing Zhu Bajie to carry my wife, right?"

Ning Lo shrugged and smiled.

"Hur hur, that's not what you meant. Just continue singing as you please. We'll be waiting to see what happens."

Han Binn smiled with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

He, Han Binn, was known as the little prince of love songs. There were many songs he could control, but he did not dare to easily sing the songs of his fellow student Zhang and Tu Honggang.

One was a changeable style, the other was domineering and masculine, both needed strong singing skills and a long air.

It was not something that an ordinary person could control.

Ning Lo chose the two songs that didn't know what was good for him. He wanted to see how shameful he would be later on.