Mr. Qu, Please Behave Yourself

A middle-aged woman and a young woman walked in side by side, talking and laughing.

"How could it be them?" Ning Yin frowned and turned to leave.

At this moment, the young woman suddenly raised her head and saw Ning Yin. A trace of astonishment flashed through her eyes, then she used her hand to slam against the middle-aged woman beside her, indicating that she should take a look.

The middle-aged woman raised her head, a trace of astonishment flashing across her eyes when she saw Ning Yin.

Ning Yin lowered her eyes and turned to leave, not wanting to speak any further.

"Wait!" The young woman suddenly stretched out her hand to stop her, "Since you're a waiter here, then please help me. I want to eat here!"

With that, he waved to the middle-aged woman behind him, "Mom, come here!"

The middle-aged woman slowly walked over gracefully. Her gaze swept over Ning Yin's body before she sat down at a nearby table.

"Please order!" Ning Yin took the menu and handed it over to the two of them as she spoke, neither too hot nor too cold.

The young woman frowned and glared at him. Her pretty face immediately turned ugly as she slammed the table and stood up, "What kind of service attitude is this? Do you believe that I'll complain to your boss?" Let him fire you! "

Ning Yin continued to hold the menu, not saying a word.

"Yuanyuan, sit down, don't be so uncultured!" The middle-aged woman took the menu and replied without raising her head, "Some people don't have any quality, but you can't be like her." "You know, you are a person with a parent's upbringing, and some people …"

He didn't say the rest, but his meaning was very clear.

"That's true!" The young girl smiled proudly, tidied her skirt and sat down, "I am a man with parents' upbringing!"

Ning Yin clenched her fists involuntarily. They really know how to poke a sore spot!

She tried her best to restrain her emotions, using an extremely cold voice to say, "As expected of a mother and daughter, colluding together!"

"What do you mean?!"

Ning Yin snorted coldly, her gaze filled with disdain. If the mother and daughter pair were not always so vulgar, they would not have fallen to the level where they could not understand the term!

Seeing Ning Yin's appearance, the young woman couldn't help but feel angry. "Teng" she stood up from her chair. "Ning Yin, what did you say just now? Repeat it!"

Ning Yin sneered. "You won't understand even if I repeat it again!"

"You!"

"Yuanyuan, sit down, he's coming!" Hearing the middle-aged woman's words, the young woman sat down angrily.

Him? Ning Yin was slightly startled. Were they waiting for someone …

Seeing that they didn't order their dishes for a long time, Ning Yin immediately turned and left.

"Ning Yin, who are those two!?" Why did all of you start arguing just now! " When Ning Yin returned to the backstage, the waiters around her age all surrounded her.

Ning Yin smiled slightly. "It's fine, I'm just an acquaintance from before. I just had a little conflict!"

"Oh, then be careful. I don't think they're easy to mess with …" The waitress who was about her age, Li Jun, said worriedly.

"Un, got it, thank you!"

Ning Yin stood in the staff lounge at the back of the restaurant. Her gaze was fixed on the two women who were constantly looking outside through the narrow window. The smile on her face gradually turned cold.

Familiar?! They had lived together for several years. One of them was her younger sister in name, the other was her mother in name …

Eight years ago, Zeng Yuhua, the middle-aged woman from before, brought her daughter Mo Yuanyuan to marry Ning Yin's father, Ning Xi Kun, and became Ning Yin's stepmother. And her daughter was the young woman Mo Yuanyuan was the one who was born just now, Ning Yin's sister in name, Zeng Yuhua and her ex-husband.

Ning Yin's mother had passed away when he was very young. She didn't even have any memories of her mother, and Ning Suikun had always been unwilling to tell her about her mother. Therefore, the word "mother" had always been a mystery in Ning Yin's world.

However, it was a good thing that Ning Biluo doted on her very much. She could be said to be responding to every request she made. He also hadn't remarried. Although there were quite a lot of news regarding Ning Xi Kun, the only true wife was Ning Yin's mother, Su Qinghuan.

In the main hall of the Ning Family villa hung a picture of Su Qinghuan, a particularly large picture that looked very gentle and beautiful. Ning Yin had inherited her mother's genes from her mother and had been born with an attractive face since she was young.

Those who had visited the Ning Family would be unable to stop their eyes from wandering for a few more seconds when they saw the photo. Most of them were curious to see what the woman who had caused so many years of dreams would look like. Of course, there were also a small number of people who were impressed by her appearance.

Everyone said that Ning Zhikun was a man obsessed with love and would never forget his late wife. Ning Yin also felt the same way. His father really loved her mother, and even though Zeng Yuhua became famous later on, Ning Yin also felt that there was only her mother in Ning Xi Kun's heart.

Zeng Yuhua's appearance was probably when Ning Yinxin was in her second year of university. Ning Zhikun brought her back to the Ning family villa. When she first saw her, Ning Yin was also startled because her eyebrows were somewhat similar to her mother's. However, her temperament was the complete opposite. Simply put, Ning Yin's mother was untainted by worldly desires, while Zeng Yuhua's body was brimming with an aura of the secular world.

The secular world was normal, but they were very smart. Otherwise, how could Ning Biluo bring her home and make her the Ning Family's wife in name?!

"Little Yin, come over here quickly! "This is your aunt Zeng and your sister Yuanyuan. From today onwards, they will be living together with us. Someone will be taking care of us …"

Ning Yin already understood what her father meant by this. She looked at the timid girl with two ponytails who resembled her mother and said indifferently, "Oh, it doesn't matter. As long as you don't enter my room, you can just leave my mother's photo untouched!"

"Err …" The few of them felt a little awkward.

"This child is still young and his speech is straightforward. Do not mind Yu Hua!" Ning Biluo Kun smiled embarrassedly.

"It's okay," Zeng Yuhua smiled amiably, "You'll get used to it after a while. Little Yuyin, Auntie and Little Sister Chong Yuanyuan will not enter your room in the future, nor will they touch your mother's photo. Don't worry …"

Ning Yin pursed her lips but didn't say anything. She always felt that her smile was very fake, even her words were very fake.

Later on, Zeng Yuhua became the Ning Family's Madam in name, and Mo Yuanyuan became the Ning Family's Miss. They were always present at the big and small banquets in the seaside city.

Zeng Yuhua's ex-husband's surname was Mo, so Mo Yuanyuan also followed with his surname. Although Zeng Yuhua had hinted at more than one time that he wanted to change his daughter's surname to Ning, she had always been rebuffed by him. Thus, Mo Chong Yuanyuan kept calling her Mo Chong Yuanyuan instead of Ning Yuanyuan.