Sir, How About A Marriage?

Chapter 246: Going Home

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Ning Zhe sighed softly. “Forget it. Don’t let your studies affect your health. I heard you’ve been sitting in during the board of directors’ meetings, and your performance is quite good. You can continue attending the meetings. As for your studies, I’m sure you’ll be accepted into one university at least, right?” He continued to say, “Your sister only began to study when there was a year left of high school, but she managed to get accepted into a key university. With her ability, even if she did not study medicine, she would’ve gotten into a better university. In any case, studying is also an innate talent…”

Ning Dong lowered his head further.

Ning Zhe seemed to realize he had gotten off-topic so he patted his son’s shoulder and said, “It doesn’t matter. You can do whatever you want. Just stay in M City and study business management. After classes, you can follow me to the company to familiarize yourself with the company. Since you’re not cut out for studying, then you should familiarize yourself with the company as soon as possible. I only have one son so you’ll have to take over the family business eventually…”

Ning Zhe said so many words, but all Su Tong heard was Ning Zhe asking her son to familiarize himself with the company. She was overjoyed. “Hubby, Dongdong, will definitely work hard!”

Ning Zhe glanced at her before he said to his son, “If you have anything on your mind, you can just speak up in the future. Don’t always let your mother speak on your behalf. You can’t be a mommy’s boy forever…”

Su Tong, who was about to speak, shut her mouth awkwardly when she heard these words.

Ning Dong cleared his throat and raised his voice slightly as he said, “Yes, father. I’ll remember your words.”

Ning Zhe nodded in satisfaction. “Alright, go and study. If you need help, I’ll ask Ning Chun to arrange a tutor for you. As for your phone, just get a new one. You’re the Young Master of the Ning family. You don’t have to care about such trivial matters.”

“Thank you, dad,” Ning Dong said, finally looking less downtrodden.

Under Ning Zhe, Ning Chun, and Su Tong’s watchful eyes, Ning Dong went upstairs.

The first thing Ning Dong did after entering his room was to lock the door. Following that, he brought his phone out, turned it off, and threw it into a box under the bed. There were already two phones in the box.

Ning Dong threw himself on the bed before reaching into his pillowcase to bring out a photo.

It was a passport photo of Song Ning. She looked 16 or 17 years old in the picture; she looked innocent and beautiful. Her eyes were bright and there was a smile on her lips.

Ning Dong brushed his fingers across Song Ning’s face in the photo and murmured to himself, “What do I have to do to make you acknowledge me as your younger brother? What do I have to do for you not to hate?”

Ning Dong held the photo in his hand as he fell into a deep sleep.

It was said that sleeping could solve 100 problems. Alas, Ning Dong’s worries had exceeded 100.

…

Ning Chun pushed Ning Zhe out onto the balcony.

Ning Zhe asked in a low voice, “Have you checked all the rooms?”

“Yes, Master. I’ve checked every room carefully,” Ning Chun replied.

“Did you find anything?” Ning Zhe asked as he looked up.

Ning Chu remained silent for a moment before he reached into his pocket and brought a small pouch out.

“One, two, three, four, five, six… fifteen, sixteen. Heh, there are quite a lot of them…” Ning Zhe sneered.

Ning Chun did not say anything.

“Since you removed all of them, won’t they find out?” Ning Zhe asked.

Ning Chun calmly replied, “They were hidden in flower pots and lamps. I used the excuse that the doctor had asked for plants and flowers to be removed from the house before saying I donated them. I also said due to Master’s injuries, Master has had trouble sleeping recently so replaced the lamps in the house. I also replaced some furniture in the house. No one will suspect anything…”

Ning Zhe nodded gently. “It’s been hard on you, Chun.”

Ning Chun shook his head. Then, he said, “Don’t be sad, Master. They… They’re also forced to do such things….”