his time. When Ning Shu walked in, he only saw a few scattered figures. He looked around but couldn't see Pei Sinan.I only saw a few students in swim trunks talking.Ning Shu couldn't help but feel a l...Miss Ning Er went down the stairs, and two aunts were sitting in the living room.

"Oh, where are you going You look so beautiful, like a butterfly," said the Third Aunt with a smile.

Miss Ning Er was wearing a stunning cheongsam embroidered with peonies. She had her hair curled, adding a touch of femininity to her already charming appearance. At nineteen years old, every smile and frown she made radiated innocence.

She saw the two women in the living room and stopped.

Her face, tinged with rouge, was meticulously made up.

Ning Rou knew that the Third Aunt's words were sharp, so she said softly, "Third Aunt, there is a gathering at Pu Lin, with young masters and misses from official families attending. Father knows about it too."

A sound of footsteps followed.

Both matrons looked at once.

The young man below had rosy lips and pearly teeth, his skin was fair, but it was his striking beauty that truly stood out. Even his eyes seemed to have been carved from a peony blossom and placed there.

Her temperament was extraordinarily outstanding, even comparable to meticulously polished jade, warm and delicate.

He's just like his mother.

"Fourth brother," Ning Rou looked over and greeted him.

Her younger brother had just returned from studying abroad recently, and they didn't really have much of a relationship. Their tone was a bit distant.

But Ning Rou knew that her father liked this younger brother, so she was also very polite to him.

Ning Shu glanced at the carefully dressed young girl, her heart skipped a beat. Those beautiful eyes looked over and asked, "Where is Second Sister going"

Ning Rou bit her lip and said, "Go to Pu Lin's banquet, will the fourth brother come with us"

She was just asking casually.

The third aunt said, "Xia Shu, you are fond of quietude. That banquet you attended must have been very noisy.... Where did you find the time for that... "

The second aunt said softly, "Naturally, there is no one as troublesome as your Xiaomin."

Ning Rou pursed her lips and smiled.

Then the boy's voice came: "Sister, can I go"

She looked over and met the boy's captivating gaze.

The other party looked over with downcast eyes, their lips were red and teeth white, looking just like someone out of a painting.

Ning Rou was taken aback, as if she hadn't expected him to really agree to go to such a social gathering. She nodded and said, "Younger brother, do you want to change into new clothes"

Ning Shu shook her head. “No need.”

Miss Ning Er and the boy left home, their family was well-off, of course, they had a car to pick them up and drop them off.

Ning Shu got in the car and said to the girl, "Sister, you look very beautiful today."

Níngróu blushed when praised by him and said, "You're good-looking too, Fourth Brother."

What she said wasn't untrue. Perhaps because she had studied abroad for many years, her brother looked delicate and handsome. The clothes he wore also fit him very well. Today, he was wearing a white suit.

Her lips were red and her teeth white, especially when she looked out the window, her eyes seemed to sparkle, as if they could allure someone.

Ning Rou knew that the fourth concubine was the last to join the family, and after giving birth to the fourth brother, she lived for only a few years before passing away. Moreover, Ning Shu being the youngest in the family naturally received much more affection.

And this aunt, she vaguely remembered, was a great beauty.

Only beauty is fleeting.

After getting out of the car, Ningrou brought the boy into the banquet hall.

The first floor was incredibly spacious, with a red carpet on the ground and red lacquered glass lamps. It looked very extravagant. Today was a party hosted by the young master of the Li family.

As soon as Ning Rou walked in, she ran into quite a few familiar faces.

Some of the acquaintances glanced at the boy behind her in surprise, taking her hand and asking, "Whose young master is this When did you meet him Tell us about it."

Ning Rou blushed and said, “Don’t talk nonsense, this is my brother.”

Ning Shu noticed their gazes and nodded slightly, but her eyes looked around in a daze.

Lingling said: "Host, the Young Master may not necessarily come here."

Ning Shu said, "I know."

He knew this, but he had no other choice. Though the Ning family was influential, it was impossible to climb the ranks and marry into the Shao marshal's family.

He just hopes to get lucky.

Otherwise, Ning Shu wouldn't know how to approach her mission objectives.

He followed Ning Rou, being watched all the way.

Ning Rou was introducing him.

Ning Shu had also met a few faces.

"I'd heard that Young Master Ning had studied abroad years ago and only just returned a few days ago. I didn't expect him to look so handsome." A madam smiled, scrutinizing him, as if she had plans to marry off her daughter to him.

"The Ning family are all such standouts."

Ning Shu didn't speak, just stood by and occasionally said a few words. Not long after, someone started talking about Ning family's Fourth Master behind his back. They said he didn't seem arrogant or conceited, was well-educated and knowledgeable, and also quite handsome with an air of scholarship and a mind full of ink.

Ning Rou turned back and said, "Aren't you bored"

Ning Shu was taken aback and said, "No, second sister."

"I see you seem distracted, I thought you might be bored." Ning Rou said: "If you're bored, I'll take you to meet a few young masters your age. You should get along well with them."

Ning Shu hesitated for a moment, then shook her head.

At last, Ning Rou had a small gathering with her sisters.

Ning Shu was sitting in the main hall, with some fruits and snacks on the table. He ate a few, but then he didn't feel like eating anymore.

He began to stare blankly.

After an unknown amount of time, a commotion arose at the entrance hall.

Even those who were originally chatting turned to look.

Ning Shu followed her gaze.

A man walked in, followed by several others. His black military uniform fit him snugly. The army boots he wore made a dull thudding sound with every step he took.

Ning Shu was taken aback for a moment.

A man is talking to someone beside him.

The other person's lips were thin, but their face was still attractive.

The Adam's apple beneath his throat was faintly visible.

Ning Shu stared for a long while, and then discovered that the other party seemed to sense her gaze. He suddenly lifted his face and looked over.

The other person's eyes were deep and dark, like embers burning. Their nose was very high, with features that were uncommonly handsome, giving off an inexplicable air of mixed blood.

He was too tall, and his aura was so domineering that he completely overshadowed everyone around him.

The man wore white gloves, his body lean and tall.

Ning Shu subconsciously turned away when she noticed the other person looking at her.

"Young marshal, what's wrong"

A subordinate beside the man followed his gaze.

Fu Sinian retracted his gaze: "Nothing. "

It was as if the brief eye contact just now had been nothing more than an accident.

Those around seemed to recognize the man's identity, especially some girls, who blushed and wanted to approach him, but hesitated for some reason.

Moreover, he was accompanied by several people, who were obviously not here to attend this kind of gathering.

Those boots thumped heavily up the stairs, until the figure vanished from sight. The crowd retracted their gazes, but their hearts were still unsettled. They murmured to each other in hushed tones. impossible to conceal. 。One by one, they bent down, and after what felt like an eternity... 。Ning Shu was carried up. 。A woman stood beside him at some point, her voice cold and indifferent: "Go up"...