The protagonist left, and the onlookers gradually dispersed.
The salesclerk noticed Ruan Yiqian still standing there, which she found somewhat strange; however, she didn’t approach him and began to check the clothes in the store instead. Many people had been there a moment ago, and she was worried that someone might have stolen some clothing while she wasn’t paying attention.
From that previous incident, she had become especially cautious.
Ruan Yiqian was silent for a while before handing a business card to the salesclerk, "If the girl from yesterday comes to buy clothes again, don’t take her money. Just put it on my account and have your boss send the bill here."
She took the card, slightly stunned. After a moment, she replied, "The gentleman who came with her yesterday just credited her account with three thousand yuan in the store."
Now another one had shown up, so whose money was she supposed to take?
Originally, he had come with Cheng Xining, and she hadn’t paid much attention to him, only noting that he was quite handsome and obviously wealthy. Now, upon closer inspection, she was even more certain of her initial impression. Fresh chapters posted on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✶𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮✶𝓷𝓮𝓽
This man was indeed a big boss; the world of the wealthy was indeed bizarre.
Ruan Yiqian’s eyes flickered as he naturally understood that the man the salesclerk mentioned must be He Nan, so he said, "You decide based on the situation. If the money he left isn’t enough, charge it to my account. Girls love to beautify themselves, so when she comes, recommend her more attractive clothes to buy."
The salesclerk nodded repeatedly.
Ruan Yiqian, not one for unnecessary words, finished his instructions and left the store, heading directly to He Nan’s company. Upon seeing He Nan, he sensed something off about his expression.
His face was as grim as iron. He walked straight to the sofa, sat down, poured himself a glass of water, and after taking a sip, asked, "You look upset. Who has bothered you?"
He Nan answered with a question of his own, "Is the matter handled?"
Handled it," Ruan Yiqian nodded. "You’ll be satisfied with the result. Xining has learned his lesson this time and should not dare to bother Mianmian again."
"This was a warning. If it happens again, I won’t inform you," said He Nan.
Ruan Yiqian set down his water glass. "Xiaonan, Mianmian is also my sister. Please show some respect for me and leave me some room to demonstrate that. You handle everything so perfectly; how am I supposed to foster sibling affection with Mianmian in the future?"
He currently wasn’t on good terms with Mianmian and desperately needed opportunities to show his worth.
"That’s your problem," He Nan glanced at him and reminded, "The paternity test hasn’t concluded yet, Mianmian may not necessarily be Mianmian. Don’t get too happy too soon."
"No, I believe Mianmian is Mianmian," Ruan Yiqian was very certain. "If you don’t believe me, I will bring you a photo of Mianmian as a child. Just take a close look, and you will see that Mianmian and Mianmian as a child are very similar."
Before He Nan could speak, he added, "I thought so initially and even wanted to investigate further, but you said something that misled me. If not for that, we would have recognized each other as siblings earlier without all these complications arising."
As he talked about it, Ruan Yiqian felt smothered with frustration; he had been foolish to believe He Nan’s words back then.
He Nan narrowed his eyes slightly, "After so many years of searching and letting her suffer so much, now you come to complain?"
Staring at He Nan, it took a moment before he realized that something was off with He Nan’s demeanor, no wonder his remarks had been so sharp.
The two had grown up together, and he had rarely seen He Nan lose his temper, unless it involved... Mianmian.