"Of course, if you want to see him, you can do it anyti." An Ning replied.
Mrs. Yan gave her a stern look, "Even if things really work out between the two of you, he is still the County Magistrate, high up there. You... You shouldn’t be too carefree and unruly usually, or people will look down on you!"
Although Mrs. Yan still believes that for Sikong Wuyou, a County Magistrate and so outstanding, to take a liking to An Ning, An Bingfeng must have played a part.
However, from An Bingfeng’s status, she can foresee that he won’t stay here for long and will certainly leave.
Since his return, he only sent soone to say he wanted to take An Ning away, but didn’t show up himself.
It’s been several days since An Ning ca back, and there’s been no movent from his side.
Thus, Mrs. Yan can speculate how unimportant they are to him.
Even though he holds a noble status, Mrs. Yan will no longer trust her daughter to him.
In the future, An Bingfeng and they, mother and daughter, will still belong to different worlds.
When An Bingfeng leaves, then Lord County Magistrate realizes there’s no benefit from An Ning, and what will happen, nobody can say.
Looking at An Ning’s appearance, it’s obvious she deeply admires Lord County Magistrate.
Having tasted the bitterness of admiring soone before, Mrs. Yan’s biggest concern is that, when the conspiracy is revealed and reality sets in, An Ning might not be able to handle it.
Just like she once did.
Mrs. Yan is naturally strong enough; otherwise, she wouldn’t have raised her daughter alone.
But when she first heard An Bingfeng was back, didn’t she feel crushed and just wanted to end it all?
Even now, every ti she thinks of that na, her heart feels as if it’s bleeding with pain.
All Mrs. Yan’s worries are founded on her ignorance of Sikong Wuyou’s true identity.
In reality, Sikong Royal Residence is located in Dongyue, with a status almost equal to the Royal Family. For him, money, power, and status are rely choices, requiring no ticulous scheming.
And An Ning, at this mont, can’t speak of Sikong Wuyou’s true identity.
The status of a County Magistrate already makes Mrs. Yan feel such a mismatch with Sikong Wuyou. If she knew his true identity, imagine her shock!
By then, she’d probably think herself a toad craving swan’s at.
Of course, that toad would definitely be herself!
"Oh, Mom, stop worrying. I was like this when he first t . If he couldn’t accept it, he wouldn’t have proposed. He must have seen many proper ladies, yet he chose , indicating he likes just as I am!" An Ning said.
"Shaless!" Mrs. Yan was almost amused by An Ning’s boldness but managed to hold back, and advised, "It’s fine to say this in front of , but rember, don’t speak such nonsense in front of outsiders, lest they laugh at you."
"I know, I just say it in front of you, I wouldn’t say it to outsiders." An Ning said, leaning on Mrs. Yan’s frail shoulder.
"Alright, it’s getting late, you should go rest." Actually, Mrs. Yan wanted to sleep with An Ning, as it’s a rare opportunity since marrying into the Gao Family, they rarely had ti alone.
But, in this cold winter, her body is still so frail, she’s afraid of passing on the illness to An Ning.
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