Daddy Gives Money And I Give Mommy

Ning Zhiyuan, who was mentioned by the Miss Lu, did not come to the Lu Family to participate in the banquet.

The Ning Family was much quieter compared to the other families, because the Ning Family only had one master, and that was Ning Zhiyuan. Other than Ning Zhiyuan, there were two other servants and two gardeners.

The two servants were in charge of cleaning the house, they did not even need to cook, because Ning Zhiyuan had not eaten at home ever since he was married to Ning Tong. The two gardeners were in charge of the garden.

He didn't invite the driver either. He liked to drive by himself and enjoy the pleasure of speeding.

Occasionally, a few bodyguards would appear behind him. In reality, they were not real bodyguards, but the brothers from Flame Sect.

At this moment, the Ning Family's main hall was brightly lit, which was rare. Usually, the rooms were pitch black at this time of day.

Ning Zhiyuan leaned on the sofa. Beside him stood an unfamiliar man, who was respectfully reporting something to Ning Zhiyuan.

The photo was in black and white and had turned yellow, indicating that it was very old.

"Young Clan Lord, we still haven't found him. Should we continue searching?" The strange man respectfully asked Ning Zhiyuan.

Ning Zhiyuan did not answer immediately, but raised his head and looked up at the ceiling. After a moment, he closed his eyes again, and when he opened his eyes, they were filled with determination, and he said coldly: "Find, continue looking."

The strange man's expression was not too surprised, as if he had already guessed this would happen. However, he still could not help but say, "Young Clan Master, with that little bit of information you gave us and that photo of yours, it's really hard to find the little girl in the photo. Moreover, after a few decades, she has already grown up."

Even if the Flame Sect had the most perfect and most advanced information network, he would still not be an immortal.

Ning Zhiyuan only told them that the 3-4 year old girl in the photo was called "Li" and that she was previously adopted by the "fraternity welfare institute". However, the "fraternity welfare institute" had already disappeared from this era, there was no way for her to find the person she knew. Even if there was this picture, searching for someone in the vast crowd would be like looking for a needle in a haystack. To find that girl was really difficult, one had to rely on fate.

After pursing his lips again, Ning Zhiyuan continued to speak in the same stubborn tone: "As long as I'm still alive, I'll look for her. That's my mother's greatest wish when she was still alive, I'll definitely find her, unless she's no longer in this world."

He was willing to agree to that old man's request to become the Young Clan Master of the Flame Sect. In the future, he would take over this righteous and evil mysterious Flame Sect.

The strange man replied respectfully, "Then this subordinate will continue to search. I will find the person, find the ghost, and help Young Clan Master find her."

Ning Zhiyuan acknowledged, and waved to the unfamiliar man, indicating that he may leave.

The stranger nodded respectfully, turned around, and walked out of the room.

If Ning Zhiyuan was the only one left in the large hall, it would be extremely quiet.

After sitting properly, Ning Zhiyuan stood up and took the yellowed photo and walked to a table not far away. The table was long, but it was not wide, and was used to place his parents and Ning Tong as well.

In the Mu Family, Ning Tong took all of the photos that he had taken while he was still alive and put them in his room. With those actions, he could comfort his injured soul and imagine how Ning Tong had always lived in his world.

It was exactly because of this, after Zhang Xiao had moved into the Mu Family, he had not seen any pictures of Ning Tong, so he did not know what that pitiful woman looked like.

Ning Zhiyuan placed the yellowish picture on the table, and intentionally added a small picture frame on the table. The picture frame was laid out horizontally, and he could only place the picture inside, not stand up. He placed the photo inside the small photo frame, and then looked at his mother's affectionate smile, causing Ning Zhiyuan to be unable to resist extending his hand to touch his mother's photo.

"Rest assured, I will definitely help you fulfill your greatest wish in life. "As long as she is alive, I will definitely find him. Even if she is no longer alive, I will still find her grave and her descendants."

Mrs. Ning looked at him with a kind smile, as if she had heard his words.

Ning Zhiyuan looked at his father, who was beside him. He wanted to say something but did not know what he should say to his father.

Father Ning had a stern look in his eyes. It was obvious that he was a strict father when he was still alive. Ning Zhiyuan should have inherited his father's personality, and Ning Tong's gentleness and gentleness should have been inherited from his mother.

In the end, Ning Zhiyuan's line of sight fell onto his sister Ning Tong's photo. The Ning Tong on the photo was smiling, but it looked sweet and cute, just like her when Zhang Xiao smiled. No, it's a bit different. Ning Tong's smile was always warm and gentle, but Zhang Xiao's smile was actually a little cunning.

To his little sister, Ning Zhiyuan's heart ached the most.

After the death of his parents, he was fifteen years old and his sister was nine. He and his sister relied on each other for survival, finally stabilizing the company and bringing up his sister. Seeing that his sister had found happiness, who knew that his sister would follow his parents into the underworld?

Right now, his sister's only child was calling a stranger a mother. Ning Zhiyuan's heart felt like a knife was stabbing into his heart whenever he thought about this matter. Sometimes he really wanted to strangle Zhang Xiao, sometimes he would do his best to tolerate Zhang Xiao for his niece's sake.

Was it because Zhang Xiao and her sister were both people with sweet appearances?

"Tongtong..."

Ning Zhiyuan called out his sister's name, then felt that his throat was blocked, making him unable to speak.

Ning Tong smiled at her brother, but it made her brother's eyes turn red.

After a long while, Ning Zhiyuan finally calmed himself down, and gently placed his sister's photo back to its original place. After that, he took a deep look at the three close relatives on the table, turned around, and left.

The house was deserted, and he didn't want to stay.

Without his parents' home, without his sister's home, he had lost the feeling of home. He could not feel any warmth. After a whole day of work, when others came home, they would have the care of their families. What about him?

His three closest family members had all left him.

In this world, other than Xiao Wen's branch family members, did he have any other relatives? Yes, but he hasn't found it yet.

It was the three or four year old girl in the yellowing photo.

But where was she now?

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