After Refusing To Attack the Film King, Salted Fish Became Popular

Ning Yuwei froze when she heard this.

What does it mean?

Doesn't Mr. Ning know that she is also his granddaughter? No. impossible.

Since they can find out Ning Zhen and Ning Xiaoyu, it makes no sense for them not to know about her existence.

That old man Ning is... refusing to recognize her?

At this time, a passing guest heard the words and said with a smile, "It just so happens that my surname is Ning, so the old man and I were also in the same family hundreds of years ago."

Mr. Ning laughed, "Yes, we were all one family hundreds of years ago."

Ning Yuwei's identity suddenly became the same as that of a passerby who passed by unintentionally. She didn't know how she left there, she only knew that she was a little bit out of her mind.

Why?

As soon as she reached a corner where no one was around, she immediately took out her phone, and with slightly trembling hands, she dialed Ms. Zhang's number.

In the microphone, the beeping sound seemed to be infinitely elongated.

This "beep" sounded like a heavy blow to her heart, making her almost unable to breathe.

After a while, Ms. Zhang answered the phone slowly.

"Hello? Vivi?"

Ning Yuwei said with a slight cry, "Mom, have you watched the live broadcast of the variety show?"

Ms. Zhang's voice was calm and indifferent, "I didn't see it, what's wrong? Ning Xiaoyu bullied you again?"

Ning Yuwei shook her head silently. Ning Xiaoyu didn't bully her directly, but today Ning Xiaoyu is in the limelight, attracting attention from all the people, and she can only look up from the audience. This feeling made her more uncomfortable than Ning Xiaoyu directly bullying her.

She said in a nasal voice, "Mom, did you know that Dad is the youngest son of the founder of Ningface."

As soon as Ning Yuwei finished speaking, an unbelievable voice came from the other end of the phone.

"What? It's impossible!"

Her useless husband, who has nothing but a face, how could he be the son of the founder of Ningface?

"Weiwei, you may have made a mistake, your father can't be..."

Ning Yuwei interrupted Ms. Zhang heavily for the first time. She slightly increased her volume, and her crying became more and more obvious, "Nothing is impossible, the founder of Ningface said it himself just now! He said that my father had a little conflict with him, so I have not been by his side these years. I am now in Ning Silang Manor, this manor is named after my grandfather, he held a birthday party for Ning Xiaoyu here..."

Ms. Zhang couldn't hear what she said next.

Her ears seemed to be buzzing, and rumbling thunder rang through her heart.

What?

The founder of Ningface personally admitted that Ning Zhen is his son?

Ning Zhen is actually a rich second generation?

what.

How is this possible?

Just him?

But at this time, the scene when they first met slowly emerged in Ms. Zhang's mind.

That time, it was their second date. Ning Zhen appeared in front of her in a well-fitting and handsome white shirt, looking sunny and handsome.

His ordinary white shirt and jeans looked like ordinary brand products. But no matter how simple the clothes are on him, he looks different.

While waiting in line for milk tea, she overheard two little girls discussing the brand of Ning Chun's clothes.

She hadn't even heard of those brands. As for the price, she didn't know much more. That brand seems to be a foreign handmade custom brand. She forgot it when she heard it at the time, and she can't remember it clearly.

When she asked Ning Chun about this matter, Ning Chun casually explained the past with "good quality".

At that time, she thought that Ning Zhen, like her, was also a glamorous person who liked to pack herself up. After all, she also liked to buy A goods at that time.

She thought that the two of them hit it off, had similar hobbies, and were the same people at heart.

Now that I think about it, the clothes on Ning Chun are probably not A-quality goods, but real goods! If he was really the second young master of the Ning family, how could he wear fakes?

So, Ning Zhen has been deceiving her from the beginning?

Hahaha.

Ms. Zhang laughed subconsciously and burst into tears.

Sensing the movement on her side, the nanny at home came over and asked about the situation with a worried face.

"Ma'am, is there anything you want here?"

Ms. Zhang pursed her lips, immediately restrained her expression, and said expressionlessly, "It's okay." However, her slightly red eyes still betrayed her current mood.

The nanny nodded, "Mr.'s driver called just now. Mr. will arrive in about half an hour."

Ms. Zhang hummed, "Okay, I see."

After the nanny left, Ms. Zhang hurriedly said a few words to Ning Yuwei and then hung up.

If it was before, knowing that Boss Shen would be home in half an hour, she would definitely go back to her room to take a hot bath, dress herself up, and finally, spray some light perfume on her body.

However, she is not in the mood to dress herself up at all.

She wants to see Ning Zhen immediately and ask him to understand.

She wanted to ask him face to face if he was the youngest son of the founder of Ningface, and she wanted to ask him even more why she pretended to be an ordinary young man in front of her.

Did he guard against him from the beginning? To prevent her from coveting his money?

She even wanted to know, when they later lived in a moderately prosperous life and couldn't afford the bag she wanted, did he ever think about telling her the truth, did he think about it, for her to get back together with her family?

These answers, in this world, only Ning Zhen himself can tell her.

Ms. Zhang casually put on a coat over her pajamas and ran outside, forgetting the nanny's wife.

"Ma'am, where are you going, ma'am?"

Ms. Zhang drove a big red convertible sports car in the garage. Then, she stepped on the accelerator and drove the sports car out immediately.

Ning Zhen! Ning Zhen! She must ask to understand in person!

After a gust of wind and lightning, Ms. Zhang's car finally stopped at the entrance of the hospital.

She got out of the car immediately and ran all the way to the inpatient department.

During this process, many people around her looked at her in surprise.

She knew that she must be in a mess right now, she was still wearing thin pajamas, and she only put on a long down jacket.

She didn't take care of her hair or put perfume on herself. She knew that the current self must not be elegant enough, not as calm and dignified as Mrs. Shen. But she can't control that much anymore.

The temperature in Beijing is very low in winter.

She didn't wear enough clothes, and her body was a little cold, but no matter how cold it was, it couldn't compare to her cold heart at the moment.

Ms. Zhang thought her heart was cold enough, but she never expected that her heart could be even colder.

When she ran to the door of Ning Zhen's ward, she wanted to open the door and go in to question him.

But at this moment, the door was not closed tightly.

Through the crack of the door, she saw the strange patient inside. It was a face she had never seen before.

She pushed open the door and asked out of breath, "Where's Ning Zhen?"

This is a fractured patient with thick plaster casts on his hands and feet.

Hearing her question, the patient let out a bewildered expression.

The patient asked slowly, "What?"

Ms. Zhang couldn't hold back suddenly.

She asked hysterically, "I asked, where is Ning Chun? Where is this patient who lived here before?! Where did he go?"

The patient could not answer her question. The patient just went through the formalities today and came to live in this ward. It can be said that he knew nothing about Ning Zhen who lived here before.

The doctor who rushed over still answered her question.

"In order for Mr. Ning to have a better recovery environment, he has been transferred to another hospital."

Transferred...

Already...

Without saying a word, he was transferred to another hospital.

Is the recovery environment here not good enough? Or did he feel that her appearance had affected his recovery?

In the past seven years, a lot has changed.

If it was Ning Zhen from before, he would never leave without saying goodbye, let alone treat her so ruthlessly.

Ms. Zhang suddenly laughed out loud and smiled, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.

This delicate and well-maintained face suddenly aged a lot at this moment.

Before, she always thought that Ning Zhen, who was so humble in love, was a clown.

It wasn't until this moment that she suddenly realized that she was the clown herself.

From beginning to end, she was the clown herself!

When Ms. Zhang lost her demeanor in the hospital and looked hysterical, Ning Xiaoyu and Mr. Ning were slowly pushing Mr. Ning back to his room.

On the way back to the room, Ning Xiaoyu kept yawning.

Today, Ning Xiaoyu got up early in the morning, and she was really tired just now, she was really sleepy now.

Seeing her tearful eyes, Mr. Ning said with a smile, "Go to bed early when you're tired."

Ning Xiaoyu hummed.

When he arrived at the door of Mr. Ning's room, Mr. Ning handed over a thick stack of documents prepared in advance to Ning Xiaoyu.

Ning Xiaoyu took it from his hand with a blank face, "This is?"

Mr. Ning explained, "These are equity transfer agreements, real estate gift agreements and other agreements. When you are free, remember to sign on them. Ask your cousin if you don't understand, and he will teach you."

Ning Xiaoyu subconsciously looked at Mr. Ning who was at the side.

Mr. Ning has one more granddaughter, which means he can get less. Originally, these were all his.

After noticing Ning Xiaoyu's gaze, Boss Ning waved his hands and said with a smile, "Don't look at me like that. I already have enough."

Mr. Ning explained, "The company was inherited by your uncle before, but he left for some years due to an accident. In the future, the company will be managed by A Chen. You can get a large dividend every year, and you Same as daddy."

Ning Xiaoyu has just received a large sum of money, but her expression is still very calm, as if what she is holding in her hand is not a share transfer agreement or a real estate gift agreement, but some ordinary paper.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, which were a little sore, and replied, "Okay. Actually, it doesn't matter."

"No, it should be yours, just take it!"

This is what Mr. Ning said.

Old Master Ning said with a smile, "Okay, Xiao Yu, you can go back to your room to rest first, and you can just send Grandpa here."

Ning Xiaoyu nodded. Just as she was about to leave, Mr. Ning reminded her, "Don't forget to sign."

If someone else had obtained so much all at once, they would have been so happy that they would have lost track of Bei. How could Mr. Ning remind him to sign?

There is only the Salted Fish King, who neither delights in things nor sorrows in herself. Even if she becomes a little rich woman in one breath, she still has a face that is too salty, and the expression on her face is deadly calm.

"it is good."

When Ning Xiaoyu went to rest at the door of his room, he accidentally ran into the cameraman of the program crew who had been squatting here for a long time.

[The princess is back! 】

[Congratulations to the salted fish king for his new title: Little Princess of the Ning Family. 】

【What is the salted fish king holding in his hand? 】

The mood of the cameraman and the audience is the same.

He immediately noticed the stack of documents in Ning Xiaoyu's hand, and subconsciously asked, "Xiaoyu, what are these?"

Some things cannot be hidden. The news that she got a lot of assets from Mr. Ning will spread sooner or later. So, Ning Xiaoyu replied calmly, "Oh, it's just some equity transfer documents, real estate gift agreement and so on."

[It's just...just...]

[Look at that thick stack... there should be quite a few properties donated as gifts. 】

【Ahhhhhhh, I, a bystander, was so excited, so, how did the salted fish king manage to be so calm? 】