noffsinger Chapter 115 Long, straight legs, unrestrained posture
Chapter 115 Long, straight legs, unrestrained posture
After handling the matters at the hotel's branch, Ning Yao returned to the banquet hall.
Chen Xuezong had already left, sending her a message saying he had gone to the police station to handle the aftermath of the Ning family's affairs, and that she didn't need to worry.
Ning Yao searched for Yang Dongcha's figure in the banquet hall again. She walked casually along the way, encountering many people who wanted to get close to her, all addressing her as "President Ning". Ning Yao was already used to this kind of world of fame and fortune, and she smiled gently, dealing with them with ease.
That's how it is in the elite circles. When you make a fool of yourself or fall from grace, everyone wants to kick you while you're down, and they'll also try to take advantage of your misfortune to make some profit. But when you stand out and become a respected person, there will be many people eager to curry favor with you.
Not far away, Yang Dongcha was flirting with several handsome men, covering her mouth and giggling.
After Ning Yao appeared, Yang Dongcha glanced at her expression and knew that she had something to say, so he dismissed the men around her.
Ning Yao didn't stand on ceremony, picked up her wine glass and sat down next to her, smiling as she said, "Aren't you dating Mr. Lian lately?"
"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't. How could I like that effeminate guy who loves drinking milk tea?" Yang Dongcha retorted to Ning Yao, but a brief moment of unease crossed her face because of Ning Yao's words.
"Go ahead and do your work. The senior managers of the Ning Group are waiting over there. Hurry up and leave." Yang Dongcha pushed Ning Yao, giving her the order to leave.
Ning Yao stopped teasing Yang Dongcha and, as she wished, got up and went to the senior management area.
Several high-ranking executives had long wanted to meet the woman who had quietly bought 70% of Ning's shares. Before coming to the banquet hall, they heard that Ning Yao was the daughter of the former chairman. However, upon arrival, they were told that Ning Yao was not Ning Fengtai's biological daughter and that there was more to her background than met the eye. As for Ning Yao's true origins, no one knew.
The more mysterious a person is, the more they can pique people's interest, and Ning Yao is such a person to them.
"Chairwoman Ning." Everyone stood up and greeted Ning Yao, their tone respectful, though their eyes held a scrutinizing look.
Ning Yao gestured for everyone to sit down. After exchanging pleasantries, she began to assign tasks to several senior managers, integrating their departments.
The departmental integration was decentralized, including the project approval authority of various senior executives. Ning Yao spent a lot of time researching and tested the software dozens of times before arriving at the final result. Now, it can be said in just a few words.
After Ning Yao finished dealing with the company's internal affairs, Wen Tingye walked over unhurriedly.
Ning Yao was chatting with several company bosses who were interested in cooperating, while Wen Tingye stood by like a gatekeeper. The company bosses didn't dare to speak rudely to Wen Tingye, even though they felt it was really strange for him to stand by and listen to them.
Ning Yao also noticed that no matter where she went, Wen Tingye followed her like a shadow.
She also found it strange. Didn't President Wen have his own things to do? He's such a busy man, why was he following her around aimlessly?
The bosses, wanting to take this opportunity to curry favor with Wen Tingye, asked with fawning smiles, "Mr. Wen, what do you think?"
To everyone's surprise, Wen Tingye completely ignored them, holding his wine glass with a cold face, his long legs straight and his posture unrestrained.
Seeing this, the onlookers sighed inwardly: Mr. Wen, if you've been kidnapped by Miss Ning, just blink!
The bosses were instantly embarrassed, but Ning Yao, with a serious and pretty face, smiled and took the initiative, giving them a way out.
After a few rounds of drinks, Mo Fei'ao's mind began to wander.
He saw Ning Yao standing with several people in the distance, chatting and laughing, and a strange feeling arose in his heart.
He only found out today that Ning Yao's true appearance was like this: a slender waist, long legs, red lips and white teeth. Her facial features were incredibly alluring, the kind of face that no man could resist—the face of a first love, a white moonlight that no man could resist.
Why did he have to acknowledge Ning Yao as his older sister? He should have just rushed up and hugged her without a second thought, shouting: "Wife, I'll give you my life!"
Perhaps it was the alcohol, but by the time Mo Fei'ao came to his senses, he was already standing upright in front of Ning Yao.
"Sister, I really didn't expect that you were actually wearing a human skin mask while roaming the underworld. You...you're so beautiful..."
Mo Fei'ao looked at Ning Yao, his handsome face flushed red, completely showing signs of being infatuated with his goddess.
"Can I stop calling you my sister? Will you be my wife? I promise I'll treat you well and never let you be sad!"
"I've always treated you like a younger brother, and I've never had any other ulterior motives." Ning Yao chuckled softly, clearly not taking Mo Fei'ao's drunken ramblings seriously.
"Don't you know that relationships between older women and younger men are very popular these days? Lots of women love to hear young, cute guys call me 'sister' in their sweet voices. Let me tell you, don't let my youthful appearance fool you, once we're in bed, I'm a real tough guy. I guarantee I'll make sure you're satisfied!"
Mo Fei'ao, slightly drunk, leaned close to Ning Yao and added with a wicked grin, "Everyone who's tried it says it's great, sister, how about giving it a try tonight?"
Wen Tingye, standing beside him, tightened his grip on the wine glass, his eyes narrowing silently, a murderous glint appearing in his deep, dark eyes.
Mo Fei'ao didn't even notice President Wen's bloodthirsty look; he was completely drunk and only had Ning Yao in his mind, so he couldn't see anyone else.
The chill emanating from Wen Tingye grew stronger, as if he were using all his reason to suppress the nameless fire burning within him.
Mo Fei'ao is the most favored young master of the Mo family, so he can't go too far openly, but what about secretly...?
Wen Tingye was so angry that he laughed. In a short time, he had already planned out Mo Feiao's 'happy' life for the next few months.
Mo Fei'ao belatedly realized Wen Tingye's presence and instinctively shivered from the cold.
He was unhappy that Ning Yao had such a male companion, so he immediately raised his hand and pointed at Wen Tingye.
"Sis, I'm not saying this to be mean, but what's so good about this kind of old man? I may be young, but I'm in great shape. Besides, I'm already taking over the company's affairs, so I won't be idle anymore. I'll give you a lot of security."
The words "old man" were like a sharp knife, piercing Wen Tingye's heart in an instant.
He's only in his early thirties, is he old?
Ning Yao knew that if Mo Fei'ao continued to act recklessly, given Wen Tingye's petty temper, he would definitely break both of his legs on the spot.
Considering that Mo Fei'ao had treated her well, Ning Yao decided to help him out.
"You've had too much to drink. I'll find someone to take you home. Be good and don't cause trouble!" Ning Yao stepped forward to grab Mo Fei'ao's arm, but Wen Tingye raised his hand to stop her. He stretched out his arm and pulled Ning Yao into his arms. Then, looking down at Mo Fei'ao, he stared at him coldly, his domineering and sharp eyes almost undisguised.
Mo Fei'ao became more alert after being looked at by his gaze, and instinctively took two steps back.
“It’s getting late, we should definitely go home. The children are waiting for you to tell them a bedtime story.” Wen Tingye said in Ning Yao’s ear, his voice just the right volume so that Mo Fei’ao, who was a meter away, could hear him clearly.
After saying that, Wen Tingye led Ning Yao away from Mo Feiao's sight.
Mo Fei'ao was stunned by Wen Tingye's words and couldn't come to his senses for a long time, several keywords swirling in his mind.
Go home, kids, bedtime story...
What does this mean? When did Ning Yao and that man Wen Tingye get together? How come they even have a child?
I've never heard of Ning Yao having a husband and family. Is that bastard Wen Tingye just fooling him?
Mo Fei'ao propped his head up, the strong alcohol making it impossible for him to calm down and think, so he found a sofa and sat down to rest for the time being.
Inside the hotel elevator.
With one arm around Ning Yao and the other hand, Wen Tingye took out his phone and quickly typed a text message.
Ning Yao secretly glanced at the contents of his book a few times while nestled in his arms.
The young master of the Mo family is getting on in years; it's time for him to settle down.
Ning Yao was still trying to figure out what Wen Tingye meant by sending the text message when the man who had put away his phone grabbed her chin. Her face met Wen Tingye's eyes, instantly reflecting his pure and intelligent features.
The two were very close, and Wen Tingye could naturally see Ning Yao's skin, which was almost unbelievably good. Her collagen was so full that it seemed to be overflowing. Not only was she young and beautiful, but her pure appearance also made her exude a youthful aura, making it impossible for anyone not to have impure thoughts.
Before Ning Yao could react, Wen Tingye had already pinned her against the elevator wall and lowered his eyes to fiercely capture her lips.
He was indeed quite powerful, like a wild beast out of control, as if he wanted to swallow Ning Yao whole.
Ning Yao leaned against the cold elevator wall, unable to break free from Wen Tingye, passively enduring the sensory stimulation he brought her.
The man's breathing grew heavier, and his hand began to wander inappropriately to her lower back, slowly moving downwards...
Ning Yao noticed Wen Tingye's actions and instantly looked up helplessly at the surveillance camera inside the elevator, like a frightened little rabbit.