Hearing this, Ning Anmiao's voice trailed off, and her gaze fell on Yin Yiyan.
In her memory, Yin Yiyan was not an impulsive person.
From the day she chose to break away from the Yin family and go it alone, all her experiences in dealing with people and the life lessons she had learned through hard knocks had made her smooth and mature enough.
It was Yin Yiyan's first meeting with Gong Ming today. They didn't know much about the other's details and background yet. It wasn't a wise move to rashly agree to him.
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After leaving the club, Ning Anmiao was still preoccupied. She seemed absent - minded even when sitting in Lu Yan's car.
Lu Yan held the steering wheel with both hands, his eyes calm: "What are you thinking about?"
"I don't think that Gong Ming is a good person," Ning Anmiao whispered speculatively.
Lu Yan smiled and glanced at her: "How do you feel that way?"
"Intuition." Ning Anmiao looked serious, her little face solemn: "He seems very calculating. I'm afraid Yanyan will get the short end of the stick."
Her evaluation surprised Lu Yan. He was stunned for a moment and then raised his eyebrows: "You're quite perceptive."
Seeing that her guess was right, Ning Anmiao felt a pang of nervousness and couldn't help asking: "So he really isn't a good person, right?"
"To be precise, he has nothing to do with the word 'good person'."
As Lu Yan said this, his eyes turned slightly cold: "The Gong family has influence in both the legitimate and underworld circles. They are in charge of the biggest Yesheng Club. Their power is beyond what ordinary people can imagine, so naturally their schemes are deeper than others."
People like this are mostly tough characters.
But on second thought, those who could help Lu Yan usually had some reputation.
After saying that, Lu Yan glanced at her forearms, which had turned a little pale from the air - conditioning, and casually turned up the temperature of the car's air - conditioner by two degrees.
Then he continued casually: "For the sake of some cooperation, Gong Ming has offended countless people."
Goodness, he was a man with enemies everywhere.
Ning Anmiao shrank her neck, her face looking even worse. She complained irritably: "Since you know he's not a good person, why didn't you stop Yanyan just now?"
Getting involved with such a person would only drag one into trouble. Gong Ming might be able to get out of trouble smoothly, but it would be different for Yin Yiyan.
If something happened, she didn't believe that an old fox like Gong Ming would protect Yin Yiyan well.
Moreover, he wanted Yanyan to be a scapegoat!
If she offended some rich young lady, wouldn't she become the other's thorn in the side from then on?
Thinking of this, Ning Anmiao was extremely worried: "No, I'll call Yanyan later and tell her to decline this!"
Lu Yan didn't say anything for a while. After a moment, he said calmly: "You don't need to worry about Yin Yiyan. She'll be safe."
This sounded rather strange. Ning Anmiao paused for a moment and seemed not to believe him: "How do you know?"
Lu Yan added: "Gong Ming never involves irrelevant people, unless—"
He pursed his lips and glanced at the rear - view mirror: "Unless this person is related to him."
It was all so confusing that Ning Anmiao was completely dizzy.
Seeing Ning Anmiao looking so confused, Lu Yan slowed down the car. He gently moved his hand to the back of hers and held it: "Don't worry. I'll protect your friend too."
"If Gong Ming bullies Yin Yiyan, I won't let him off either."
His expression was calm and composed. As he spoke, the look in his eyes became even deeper, as if he were making a promise to Ning Anmiao.
For a moment, Ning Anmiao felt an indescribable sense of security. She blinked her eyes, and there was admiration in them: "You're so powerful. Then who is more powerful, you or Gong Ming?"
Seeing her shining eyes, Lu Yan hooked his lips in pleasure. He seriously thought about this question and replied: "Gong Ming is a good gun, but only if someone knows how to use him."
After saying that, he pulled the car over to the side of the road and turned off the engine.
Ning Anmiao took the opportunity to get closer to him. The man also unbuckled his seat - belt and hugged her in his arms.
They looked into each other's eyes. Ning Anmiao thought for a while and smiled sweetly: "Does that mean you're more powerful than Gong Ming?"
Lu Yan had always scorned such so - called comparisons, but when he saw the expectant light in the little girl's eyes, he unexpectedly nodded.
After getting the answer, her voice was low, with a hint of pride in her tone: "I knew it. My husband is the most powerful."
Hearing this, Lu Yan couldn't help laughing.
Before he and Miaomiao resolved their misunderstandings, he always thought she was a sensible and proper wife, sometimes even overly so.
But later, he found that she was clearly an un - grown child, wanting to cry, make a fuss and be hugged. She didn't give others a chance to say no.
Childlike and cute.
It was said that only in front of the person one truly loved could one act like a child. This saying was really true.
Now, Miaomiao was just like a child.
Lu Yan lowered his head and kissed the tip of her nose. She also tilted her head up tacitly, and their lips got closer and closer.
"Instead of caring about others, you might as well think about when you're going to marry me?"
"What's the rush..."
Ning Anmiao pouted. Thinking of that unpleasant meal before, she still felt very melancholy: "Just thinking about all the things to prepare for the wedding makes my head spin."
Lu Yan wasn't annoyed. He smiled faintly, his eyes full of meaning: "When have I ever made you worry about these things?"
"Contact your parents. Let's have another meal together. This time, don't invite my mother."
As long as Lu's mother didn't show up, there would basically be no other accidents.
He couldn't wait a single day longer for his marriage with Miaomiao.
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This time without Lu's mother, the overall atmosphere was very relaxed. Everyone at the dinner table chatted very happily. Ning Zhijing even chose a lucky day on the spot and set the engagement date for the two of them.
When the dinner was over, Ning Zhijing leaned on his cane, coughed lightly, and instructed: "Now that the engagement date is set, you can get your marriage certificate."
Ning Zhijing tapped his cane on the ground, his voice rather serious: "Don't delay. Weddings can't be postponed."
Neither Lu Yan nor Ning Anmiao expected Ning Zhijing to be so straightforward. They glanced at each other, and there was surprise and astonishment in their eyes to varying degrees.
"Then we..." Ning Anmiao hesitated and didn't finish her sentence, but her father continued: "A daughter will eventually leave home. While I haven't changed my mind, go get the marriage certificate quickly!"
Although he said so, his wise and weathered eyes were already filled with a smile, narrowing into slits.
Bai Jiaying beside him also had a beaming smile on her face, her expression full of a mother's love.
This scene was deeply engraved in Ning Anmiao's memory. She suddenly felt a rush of warm current filling her chest, surging to every corner of her body.