So all the wives were waiting for me to break up with them.

Ning Moxin didn't care about Ning Chutang's ashen face and suggested in a very 'gentle' tone, "Could you please leave first? I still want to continue helping my boyfriend solve his problem."

"..." Ning Chutang remained silent.

After a while.

With a dark and gloomy expression, he flicked his sleeves, left a single word, and turned to walk away.

"Ning Moxin, you! You're very good!"

"Father, please remember to close the door behind you. Thank you."

"..."

Bang!

The door was slammed shut by Ning Chutang with a deafening roar.

272. How could he possibly have been tied up by Teacher Ning?

Ning Chutang left in a rage, but Ning Qiyu remained in the room.

She looked at Ning Moxin with a complicated expression, "Moxin, you were really helping just now..."

It wasn't that Ning Qiyu found it unacceptable that Ning Moxin would use words to solve her sweetheart's problems, but rather... she knew that Ning Mengmeng was also in this room.

In other words, Ning Mengmeng likely entered the room when Ning Moxin was kneeling on the ground, her pretty face flushed, her delicate mouth slightly open, helping Zhou You stammer and stammer, and then 'furious' because she saw some overly stimulating scene?

"How could that be? What are you thinking, sister?" Ning Moxin quickly waved her hand, saying that using her mouth was unhygienic.

"So it was fake." Ning Qiyu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Speaking of which..."

Ning Moxin got out of bed, stood up, ran her hand through her hair, and looked at Ning Qiyu with a curious expression, "...Sister, why did you and Father suddenly barge in together?"

“I, I am, that…” Ning Qiyu stammered for a long time, unable to utter a complete sentence.

What should she say?

Call Ning Mengmeng out, then give your daughter a good scolding and tell her to stay away from her uncle.

For the sake of their daughter, they should discuss it with Ning Moxin and ask her sister to reluctantly give up Mengmeng.

"..."

Ning Qiyu remained silent, her mind filled with countless chaotic thoughts. After a considerable amount of time, she let out a long breath.

"I just happened to be passing by when I saw my father storming into the room, so I followed him in."

Ultimately, due to her timid nature, she chose to bury her head in the sand, continuing to pretend she knew nothing and refusing to confront the issue.

She forced a smile. "Hurry up and get your lover dressed. I won't bother you anymore. See you later."

After saying that, she didn't wait for Ning Moxin's reply and hurriedly left the room, looking as if she was afraid that Ning Moxin would stop her and ask her more questions.

Ning Moxin stared at Ning Qiyu's slightly flustered back, a thoughtful look flashing in her eyes. Several thoughts came to mind, but before she could think about them carefully, she was interrupted by the noise behind her.

After Ning Qiyu left, Zhou You couldn't wait to get out of bed, go to the window, pull back the curtains to reveal Ning Mengmeng, who was tied up and had a towel stuffed in her mouth, wriggling like a caterpillar.

The person who tied up Ning Mengmeng wasn't him, but Sister Mo.

Just now, Ning Mengmeng and Ning Moxin were arguing in the room, or rather, Ning Mengmeng was throwing a tantrum when suddenly Ning Mengmeng's mother, Ning Qiyu, screamed outside.

The three people in the room were all momentarily stunned, but Ning Moxin reacted the fastest. In front of Zhou You, she took out a silk rope from somewhere on her body and, with exceptional skill, tied Ning Mengmeng up tightly in a few minutes. She even stuffed a towel into Ning Mengmeng's mouth with great ease.

"Sister Mo, your reaction was so quick!" Zhou You exclaimed as he squatted down to remove the towel from Ning Mengmeng's mouth.

“After all, it took a long time to practice.” Ning Moxin’s unusually gentle gaze drifted to Zhou You, her voice as gentle and soothing as ever.

"what?"

Zhou You, whose fingers had just touched the towel in Ning Mengmeng's mouth, stopped and turned to Ning Moxin with a surprised look, asking, "Did you practice for a long time?"

Ning Moxin returned his smile with a gentle smile, "I live alone, so I practice some self-defense techniques."

She paused, placed her hands on her knees, bent down, and brought her head close to his neck. "Xiao You wouldn't want me to be unable to fight back if something unexpected happened, right?"

Upon hearing Ning Moxin's explanation, Zhou You's already faint doubts quickly dissipated.

Ning Moxin practicing self-defense techniques was not strange to him, because Yun Mingyue had also practiced self-defense techniques.

Although Yun Mingyue has probably forgotten most of the kicking techniques in self-defense and has instead focused on close-quarters grappling, she likes to use her long legs, slender waist, and arms to 'wrap' him every night, making him feel like he's in heaven.

Zhou You continued his previous actions, removing the towel from Ning Mengmeng's mouth.

As soon as Ning Mengmeng was able to speak, she couldn't help but shout.

"Auntie! Let me go!"

"Mengmeng." It was Zhou You who spoke. He placed his hand on Ning Mengmeng's head and said in a solemn tone, "Sister Mo is your elder. You are being very rude."

"elder brother……"

Ning Mengmeng, who had been so aggressive, immediately fell silent. She lowered her head and obediently replied, "...I understand."

"I talked to Mengmeng for ages but she wouldn't listen. I didn't expect you to calm her down with just one sentence, Xiaoyou." Ning Moxin exclaimed in amazement.

"Mengmeng is actually a very good girl, just like you, Sister Mo, she's a bit..."

Zhou You didn't say what he was going to say next, but Ning Moxin understood what he meant. He was saying that Ning Mengmeng had some psychological problems, just like her.

Ning Moxin glanced at Ning Mengmeng, who had become unusually well-behaved in front of Zhou You. She knew perfectly well that Ning Mengmeng was not normal.

However, she has been very busy lately. She has to outwit Yun Mingyue, deceive Chen Tangtang who is not as easy to fool as she thought, and help Xiao You build his harem while secretly plotting to 'stab' him.

Therefore, there was absolutely no time to coordinate with Zhou You to re-educate Ning Mengmeng.

"I'll have to ask you to take good care of Mengmeng's matter, Xiaoyou."

"Don't worry, Sister Mo, Mengmeng is your niece, which means she's my niece too." Zhou You said as he helped Ning Mengmeng untie the ropes binding her.

Ning Moxin was tied up quite tightly. Even if he were tied up, let alone a young girl like Ning Mengmeng, he probably wouldn't be able to break free.

Huh? Why would he make such a strange assumption?

How could he possibly be tied up by Teacher Ning?

"I don't want to be your niece, brother!!" Ning Mengmeng jumped up suddenly after being untied.

“But this is something that was bound to happen.” Zhou You handed the silk rope to Ning Moxin.

"elder brother!"

Ning Mengmeng's eyes widened, wanting to protest loudly. She was Zhou You's 'personal toy,' not his niece...

On closer inspection, becoming my brother's 'private toy' as his niece seems even more exciting...

Pui pui pui, Ning Mengmeng, how could you give your brother to your aunt for such a reason?

But it was really exciting!

If she could still have an affair with her brother behind her aunt's back, it would be best if her aunt were outside the door while her brother and she were inside... so that she could have fun with her brother and also let her aunt know that she, Ning Mengmeng, was not someone to be trifled with.

Ning Mengmeng, who was about to say a lot, stopped herself from speaking due to a sudden, strange thought, and instead stood there stunned.

His gaze gradually became unfocused.

273. The Dangerous Cloud Bright Moon

"Sister Mo, could you take Mengmeng outside first? I want to change my clothes."

Zhou You checked the time and realized it was getting late. He needed to get dressed and tidy himself up quickly.

After all, this banquet was organized by Li Muyun, and as Li Muyun's son-in-law, he couldn't let his mother-in-law down.

"Hmm... okay."

Ning Moxin pondered for a moment, temporarily putting aside her own thoughts, grabbed Ning Mengmeng's hand, and pulled her out of the room.

After the two women left, Zhou You quickly found a dress and put it on.

The banquet is about to officially begin.

…………

Meanwhile, on the twelfth floor of the Caiyun Building.

Yun Mingyue, dressed in a black evening gown she had never worn before, stood calmly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, letting time pass by.

In fact, she would never wear any dress twice, not just evening gowns.

Is it not entirely because she is rich and willful, or is it because the head of the Yun Group doesn't even have the money to buy a new piece of clothing?

Sometimes, that's just how many people think... it's hard to explain.

Click~~

The sound of a door opening came from behind Yun Mingyue.

Wearing a black evening gown, Yun Daidai pushed open the door and walked in. She stood behind Yun Mingyue and stared at the woman standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the night view of Hangzhou with great interest. She exuded an aura of poised power.

She had no idea what Yun Mingyue was thinking.

All she knew was that Yun Mingyue was in danger, so dangerous that even she dared not flirt with her as casually as before.

The mother and daughter stood quietly, their carefully selected red diamond jewelry shimmering under the lights, neither of them intending to speak.

Time ticked by for a full ten minutes.

buzzing~~

Yun Mingyue's phone, which was on the table, vibrated slightly.

"We should go." Yun Mingyue turned around without any hesitation and brushed past Yun Daidai.

She opened the door and went out, walking without stopping into the elevator, arriving at the underground parking garage, and getting into a car.

Throughout the entire process, Yun Daidai simply followed behind her with her head down, unusually obedient, like a cicada in late autumn, without making a sound.

"Sun Qing, drive," Yun Mingyue instructed.

"Yes, Chairman." Sun Qing, sitting in the driver's seat, gripped the steering wheel tightly, his expression extremely serious.

The last time I saw the chairwoman like this was many years ago, when someone used underhanded tactics on her, which finally made her determined to carry out a major purge of the entire group.