Holding the big boss doll, the soft beauty is going crazy

Chapter 55: The An Family’s Secret Must Be Hidden Forever
Ning Ruchu had never paid attention to her movements before she got married.

Mrs. An handed her a cup of hot tea to help her calm down.

Ning Ruochu drank it in small sips, her bright almond-shaped eyes were stained by the mist, making them hazy, as if there was a drizzle of apricot blossoms.

She put down the cup, which made a dull sound as it collided with the mahogany table. She raised her head slightly and forced a proper smile.

"Thank you grandma."

Hearing this title, Mrs. An was overjoyed and her melancholy expression disappeared.

"If you encounter any troubles in the future, feel free to come to me. Although I may not be able to solve your worries, it will be good to be able to drink a sip of hot tea in peace."

As she spoke, Madam An refilled the cup of tea, pushed it forward, and continued, "Also, I have another request."

Ning Ruochu, who was holding up the teacup, looked up, puzzled: "Request?"

Madam An nodded, "The selection for the next head of the An family is imminent. I have a granddaughter who is seventeen this year and has no intention of participating. But the ancestral rules stipulate that all children over fifteen years old must participate, and I can't abandon this rule that has been in place for hundreds of years."

She frowned with a hint of worry, "But with so many people, the election will be fierce. I'm afraid it will affect her, so I thought of asking you to take care of her for a while."

The ancestors made such a rule because they did not want young descendants to be disgraced and wanted to let more talented people take charge of the family.

But it was not a good thing for her granddaughter.

The larger the family, the more internal disputes there are.

Ning Ruochu put down the teacup, looking flustered: "But didn't you say..."

Madam An responded quickly, her tone brooking no room for argument: "It is precisely because of the danger within the Luo family that I want you to take care of my granddaughter."

She explained, "Although my An family cannot compare to the Luo family, it is well-known and has received special attention from the state. It is also the object of flattery by museums, art associations, calligraphy associations, etc. With her around, even if the Luo family wants to do something, they will not know where to start."

Ning Ruchu nodded in confusion, looking like she didn't quite understand, but she seemed convinced by Madam An.

"I always listen to my grandmother."

"Since it's settled, I'll let my granddaughter pack up her luggage and move over tomorrow."

After the voice fell, Madam An looked at the person in front of her for a long time, her eyes somewhat hesitant.

Ning Ruchu raised his eyes as if he had noticed something, feeling a little uncomfortable being stared at by her.

"what happened?"

Madam An asked sadly, "Did Zhou Heng ever tell you anything about the An family?"

Ning Ruochu shook his head.

The only time was to remind her.

Madam An lowered her head in melancholy. "Zhou Heng has always had a weak relationship with our family. I guess it was influenced by his mother."

"If she hadn't married into the Luo family, she would have been the next head of the family. It's just a pity that she ended up being an ill-fated beauty." She sighed, feeling heartbroken.

Ning Ruochu was stunned. She didn't expect Luo Zhouheng's mother to be so powerful.

Outsiders know very little about the An family, and unless they have contact with the family members, they have no way of knowing who the heir is.

The Luo family means a lot to the An family. If a child can marry into the Luo family, the An family will definitely support him with all their strength, even if it is an heir.

Mrs. Luo has passed the selection, but due to her conflicting identity, she cannot inherit the family, so she has to choose another one.

The selection of the next head of the family has just begun. It seems that Madam An intends to choose the successor from the younger generation.

The time and energy spent on training an heir is enormous, and the current head of the family will definitely have someone he favors based on daily performance and talent strength.

Or, focus on training based on the closeness of relationship.

I just don’t know which category An Junxi belongs to.

Ning Ruochu was in deep thought.

"After Yun Miao passed away, some of her old things were still left here." Madam An took out a carved mahogany box from under the table. "She took most of her things with her when she married into the Luo family, but she kept this."

Yunmiao is the name of Luo Zhouheng's mother.

The fairy of Mount Gaoshan, with her high clearness and misty clouds, does not learn from the foolish cow and the silly girl.

It has a lofty meaning.

The original intention of Mrs. An in giving her this name was to enable her to have lofty ambitions, and she did it.

She carefully opened the wooden box, and inside was a seal made of a whole piece of white jade.

"Yun Miao is not only proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also has business talent that is unmatched in the entire An family." Old Madam An was very proud, "Not only did he open up a track for traditional cosmetics, but he also secured three jade mines for the An family."

Old things are difficult to pass on.

Someone in the An family once thought about making a living by selling ancient jewelry, but there were too few craftsmen to carry out mass production. Even if the prices were high, it would not be able to support the entire family.

Cosmetics, on the contrary, were quickly sold out because of the gimmick of being tribute from the empress of a feudal dynasty.

Coupled with An Yunmiao's own strict control over quality, the products are in short supply, and An's own brand has been derived.

If Luo's support allowed the declining An family to regain its glory, then An Yunmiao's move was to bring the An family, which was already on the decline, to a new peak.

Madam An carefully pushed the mahogany box in front of Ning Ruochu. "This was made from the best jade from the three jade mines. I wanted it to be passed down from Yun Miao as a symbol of the head of the family, but she abandoned it in the An family."

"I didn't expect my mother to be so amazing." Ning Ruchu said admiringly, but at the same time she was puzzled, "But why would she abandon such an important thing?"

The An family has been passed down for hundreds of years, and although their thinking is somewhat conservative, they will not easily decide on the symbol of the head of the family.

An Yunmiao has made great contributions, which is why he deserves this honor.

How could she abandon such an honor that was passed down and praised by future generations?
Ning Ruchu raised her head, her beautiful eyes filled with doubts.

"She was indeed abandoned." Madam An nodded solemnly. "Yun Miao is a very kind-hearted girl and has always been proud of her family. The night she ran for the official heir, I said something that hit her hard." "Zhou Heng is not close to the An family, so he must have been influenced by her."

Ning Ruochu's pupils flickered slightly, and he lowered his eyes to look at the seal, deep in thought.

Can some attacks make An Yunmiao stay away from the An family?
She doesn't think so.

Ning Ruochu wanted to ask Luo Zhouheng, but four words came out of the cotton doll: "It has nothing to do with you."

She curled her lips and communicated with her spiritual sense: "Husband, you are so cold."

Even from the words spoken unconsciously, one could hear her coquettish tone, with a hint of tsundereness.

Luo Zhouheng remained silent and did not respond to this, which instead aroused Ning Ruchu's curiosity.

Overseas, China has always had a very mysterious image.

Although he had always paid attention to this place, after returning, Ning Ruchu realized that he knew very little about it.

And settling down is a field that ordinary people cannot enter.

Even for her, after investigating for so long, what she knew was the same as what the outside world knew.

"This is Yun Miao's personal property, you can take it." Old Madam An stared at the white jade seal, as if watching it leave.

Ning Ruochu pursed her lips and hesitated.

Mrs. An saw her hesitation and tactfully asked her to leave.

"I still have a lot of things to deal with. If you don't want to attend the auction, go back first."

She paused, as if giving a warning or explaining: "Don't appear in public places without anyone to protect you in the future."

"I understand." Ning Ruochu lowered her eyes, gently closed the mahogany box, carefully put it in her arms and left.

At the door, An Junxi was still waiting.

Seeing her coming out, he gestured slightly: "Mrs. Luo, your friend is currently resting in the living room."

Ning Ruochu nodded and returned the greeting: "Thank you, Master An, for your reminder."

After saying that, he went back the same way he came.

An Junxi turned around and looked at her gradually blurry figure, his brows furrowed in surprise.

As an heir favored by the current head of the family, he not only has a deep understanding of China's economic situation, but also has a certain knowledge of the layout and relationships of the wealthy families.

Everyone said that Ning Ruchu was very vulgar, but his behavior just now gave him the feeling that he had been cultivated since childhood.

It would be impossible to have it if you had not been in a wealthy family for a long time.

An Junxi half-closed his eyes.

"Junxi——"

An old but dignified voice came from inside.

An Junxi was distracted for a moment, walked in, and bowed, "Grandma."

Madam An glanced over and asked, "Did she ask anything when she left?"

"No, he just thanked me and left." An Junxi confessed honestly.

"Sometimes, I really don't know whether her simple-mindedness is a good thing or not." Old Madam An sighed.

There was smoke rising from the incense burner beside the table. As this was a temporary scene, the incense burner was a little close.

Madam An frowned, waved her hand lightly, fanned the cigarette, and said, "I gave Yun Miao's old things to her and told her some things."

An Junxi's pupils shrank, and he was shocked: "Grandma, you..."

Before he could finish his words, Mrs. An suddenly turned her head and gave him a warning look, and An Junxi shut up instantly.

"It's just a warning about the Luo family. However, I also revealed a little bit of Yun Miao's disgust for our family." She drooped her eyebrows and her expression gradually softened.

The smell of cigarette smoke in the air made her feel a little irritated.

He simply ignored it, put his hands in front of him, and looked up at An Junxi.

"The reaction is normal. But I'm old, and my perception of the outside world is gradually weakening. Did you notice anything unusual?"

An Junxi frankly expressed his doubts.

After hearing this, Mrs. An's expression gradually became serious.

An Junxi guessed: "Luo Zhouheng is in danger. Even he can't guarantee that he can escape unscathed. Marrying a wife would only make someone else suffer for him. He would definitely not marry a useless canary. Perhaps they are intentionally concealing Ning Ruchu's identity so that at least one person can survive."

They didn't believe that Luo Zhouheng would easily hand over his inheritance to a canary.

Madam An did not respond immediately. She held the coral bracelet with eighteen beads in her hand and raised her head slowly: "How do you know that Ning Ruchu is not a sacrifice?"

An Junxi suddenly realized: "You mean, Luo Zhouheng's death is just an illusion."

"The news about the plane crash is indeed true, but who can guarantee that Luo Zhouheng was really on that plane?"

The bodies of the crew members were salvaged one after another, but there was no trace of Luo Zhouheng's body and no relics were found.

Madam An stared, "But Ning Ruchu does need more attention. Apart from Luo Zhouheng's secretary, I'm afraid no one in the Luo family supports her. It's surprising that she can still live until now."

"Now that you put it that way, I feel like there's something really wrong with her." Old Madam An realized belatedly.

She straightened her sleeves and stood up: "Use Yun Miao's story to lure her in and make her reveal her true colors. But remember, the An family's secrets must not be known to others and must be kept firmly in the depths of your heart!"

　The fairy of Mount Gaoshan, with her high clear sky and misty clouds, does not learn from the foolish cow and silly girl. ——From "The Fairy of Magpie Bridge: Farewell to Chen Lingju on the Qixi Festival" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

　　
　
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