An Yin thought for a while, with an extrely serious expression, "Mother’s words can never be wrong."
"Haha..." ng Heming laughed heartily, "Your mother is a blessed person!"
ng Heming looked at the little girl’s obedient deanor and genuinely praised her from the bottom of his heart.
Blessed?
An Yin’s expression gradually grew gloomy upon hearing those words.
ng Heming’s attention was fully on her, so he naturally didn’t miss any of her expressions, "What’s wrong?" Could it be that sothing he said struck a nerve? ng Heming wondered to himself.
"My mother is not as...," An Yin paused, "blessed as you say."
"Why do you say that?" ng Heming beca interested.
The little girl looked innocent and adorable, giving off the impression that she was raised with great care from a young age. Furthermore, the little girl showed great reliance on her mother, which suggested her family must be very warm.
"It’s not easy for Mom to raise all by herself. I think if I hadn’t been a burden to her, she would be living a very happy life now." These were An Yin’s true thoughts, ideas she never dared to share with Mrs. An.
Raised all by herself?
It was easy to hear from the little girl’s words that she grew up in a single-parent family. A trace of distress flashed across ng Heming’s cold face. The little girl before him had eyes just like soone he knew, and naturally, he felt a sense of affection for her. His feelings were mixed with indescribable emotions, and even he couldn’t understand the origin of these feelings.
"You mustn’t think that way. Perhaps in your mother’s eyes, you are her source of happiness." A flicker of determination appeared in ng Heming’s dark pupils.
"Really?" An Yin glanced over to et the man’s deep gaze.
"Of course." ng Heming exuded a resolute aura.
The driver, who was driving, saw the situation in the backseat through the rearview mirror and suddenly felt a pang of emotion. Having worked in the ng Family for so many years, he had privately heard that Mr. ng was cold and indifferent, ignoring his son. However, the current situation left the driver stunned. Mr. ng seed to have donned an affectionate facade and spoke gently with the little girl, as if she were a precious little treasure to him.
When this thought erged, the driver’s back was suddenly drenched in cold sweat. He had overstepped; how could he entertain such a notion?
The ti spent together with her was always short.
Seeing the car was about to reach the entrance of University T, An Yin quickly called from the front, "You can stop here."
The driver checked the road conditions and promptly parked.
Initially, ng Heming intended to let the driver drive further, but reconsidering, he understood the little girl’s behavior and grew fonder of her in his heart.
After An Yin got out of the car, she looked at the man who sat upright, smiling with twinkling eyes, "Goodbye, Uncle!"
When she smiled, the tips of her eyelashes curled, and her bright eyes sparkled like stars in the sky, captivating and radiant. ng Heming looked into the little girl’s eyes, completely imrsed.
The little girl before him overlapped with the person he rembered, as if his beloved was greeting him. ng Heming’s eyes were vacant, staring in her direction without focus.
The driver first noticed sothing was wrong and quickly spoke up, "Mr. ng, we’ve arrived!"
"Arrived, arrived." ng Heming absentmindedly replied twice. He then returned to his senses, noticing the little girl at the roadside looking back at him. In a tired voice, he said, "Goodbye!"
An Yin noticed the man’s gaze was a bit unusual but didn’t think much of it. As she turned, she saw a trash can and without hesitation, removed her mask and tossed it inside.
ng Heming sat in the car, watching the little girl’s action of discarding the mask. From his angle, he could only see her slender back. Even though the girl had a pair of eyes reminiscent of soone else, ultimately, she wasn’t that person!
Until the little girl’s silhouette disappeared, ng Heming’s wandering eyes slightly closed, "Let’s go ho."
"Yes, Mr. ng."
On the way back, the driver’s speed noticeably increased.
When ng Heming arrived ho, Uncle Ma hurried to the garage.
ng Heming stepped out of the car with a stern expression and saw Uncle Ma’s slightly troubled face, "What’s the matter?"
Uncle Ma respectfully followed behind ng Heming and lowered his voice, "The second young master of the Lin Family has co over."
"Lin Yue!" ng Heming rumbled in a gruff tone.
"Yes." Uncle Ma nodded.
Over the years, the ng Family and the Lin Family had occasional interactions. A few years ago, when the Shen Family and the Lin Family were engaged, ng Heming attended. At that ti, Shen Jingrou and her husband Lin Fei toasted him. As for Lin Fei’s younger brother, Lin Yue, ng Heming had so impression. After all, when Shen Jingrou visited the An Residence as a child, she couldn’t go three sentences without ntioning Lin Yue, so naturally, ng Heming beca familiar with the Lin family’s second young master.
"A guest is here; let go and see." ng Heming started walking toward the front courtyard.
Uncle Ma’s face gradually turned beet-red upon hearing this, "Sir..."
It was only then that ng Heming realized sothing was amiss and halted his steps, his eyes turned cold, "Why are you stamring?"
"Sir, this matter is a bit complicated." Gathering courage, Uncle Ma lowered his head, "When I took the second young master of the Lin Family to see Miss Shen, he sneaked into Miss Shen’s bedroom and even locked the door behind him. I initially considered getting soone to unlock it, but Miss Shen said it wasn’t necessary..."
After explaining the situation, ng Heming’s furrowed brow deepened, and his expression grew more somber.
Mingling in affairs of love was sothing he had experienced himself, and naturally, he did not wish for the younger generation to tread the sa rocky path he once did.
"Forget it, just pretend this matter never happened." ng Heming’s tone was icy cold.
"Understood, sir." Uncle Ma felt a mix of emotions.
In the tranquil courtyard, ng Heming changed his course, walking along a path leading to the study through a rockery bridge.
Following behind, Uncle Ma looked at Mr. ng’s slightly solitary back. Succumbing to curiosity, he eventually asked, "Sir, won’t you intervene in this matter?" The ng Family had a good relationship with the Lin Family, and the current situation was clear to anyone. The second young master of the Lin Family was up to no good with Miss Shen, and if this news spread, it would surely lead to rumors about Miss Shen throughout the entire circle.
Sensational news about a brother-in-law and a sister-in-law could easily tarnish Miss Shen’s reputation.
ng Heming walked gracefully, his steps unaffected by Uncle Ma’s words, "When Jingrou married back then, I was took back."
Uncle Ma curiously asked, "Why?"
He couldn’t understand why Mr. ng had veered off-topic instead of addressing his query.
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