In the bar box, Ning Yuan held Yan Yi's arm in tears while sipping his drink, crying out the anger and grievances in his heart.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Lao Yan, I'm so miserable as a man. Even if I'm wearing a cuckold, I still have to be forced to hold my head and act as a catcher."

"Tell me, am I still their biological child? I'm afraid I wasn't picked up from the trash, right?"

Yan Yi pulled back his sleeves in disgust, "My sister and brother-in-law are both looking towards Xue Qi and not you. You should think about your own reasons."

Ning Yuan downed the wine in his glass, his face full of anger.

"What other reason could there be? In their eyes, I am just a loser who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun. They just regard me as a tool for marriage!"

"Yes, quite self-aware."

Ning Yuan felt like he had been stabbed in the heart, "I want to start a business, I want to break away from the Ning family and no longer be controlled by them. No one can control my life or trample on my dignity!"

Yan Yi looked at him coldly, as if he was looking at a fool.

Ning Yuan seemed to have been stimulated by something, and he stood up suddenly. The alcohol and the effect of standing up were too strong, causing his body to sway from side to side like seaweed.

"Old Yan, even you look down on me?"

"What do you say?"

Yan Yi sneered coldly, "You broke away from the Ning family and gave away the billions of property that should have been yours to outsiders. Not only are you useless, you are also very brainless."

After being scolded a lot by Yan Yi, Ning Yuan also woke up and followed Yan Yi back to Ning's house.

Running away from home was a failure.

……

Upon learning that her son had returned home, Yan Jing breathed a sigh of relief and patted Yan Yi's shoulder gratefully.

"Thanks to you, otherwise this kid would go crazy somewhere. It's getting late, so just sleep at home tonight and I'll ask the housekeeper to cook you some midnight snacks."

Yan Yi nodded in agreement, with a rare hint of gossip on his clear face.

"Sister, who is that child?"

Yan Jing scolded: "It's Xiaoyuan's. This child Xueqi is also very ambitious. Without telling all of us, she quietly went to country M to do in vitro fertilization."

Although there had been speculations for a long time, Yan Yi was completely relieved after getting the exact results.

……

The more Ning Yuan thought about it, the angrier he became. He simply got up from the bed and came to the next room drunkenly.

"Open the door! Open the door!!"

Zhuang Xueqi was already lying on the bed ready to sleep. She didn't want to pay attention to the movement outside the door, but the banging on the door kept on, so she had to get out of bed and open the door.

"Ning Yuan, are you sick?"

Ning Yuan's eyes turned red when he saw that she was dressed for bed. Her belly was slightly bulging under the silk fabric.

"Zhuang Xueqi, if you make this young master's life difficult, neither will you nor the bastard in your belly!"

"I can't sleep, young master. No one is going to sleep tonight!"

Looking at Ning Yuan who smelled of alcohol, Zhuang Xueqi cursed "Get lost" in disgust and raised her hand to slam the door.

"Ow—"

The screams startled the sleeping tits in the back mountain.

……

After the family doctor bandaged Ning Yuan's finger and left, Yan Jing turned to Zhuang Xueqi and said, "Okay, it's okay. You can go back to your room and rest."

Zhuang Xueqi glanced at Ning Yuan, nodded, said good night to Yan Jing and Yan Yi, and turned back to his room.

Ning Yuan snorted dissatisfied, "My fingers were almost pinched off by her. Is this the end of the matter?"

"You deserve it. I made you drunk and crazy in the middle of the night?"

"This is my own home. I can do whatever I want. Who cares?"

Ning Yuan's eyes were as red as a rabbit, half angry and half painful.

With their fingers connected to their hearts, the tips of his middle finger and ring finger on his right hand were almost pinched by the door. It's no wonder it didn't hurt.

Seeing him like this, Yan Jing felt a little distressed.

"Does it hurt?"

Ning Yuan hummed, "It hurts me so much, forget it!" Yan Jing looked at him angrily.

Yan Yi turned around and left, leaving space for mother and son.

Yan Jing sat down and looked at her son, "What are you so angry about? You are also responsible for Xue Qi's pregnancy."

Ning Yuan frowned, "What does it have to do with me? I didn't get her pregnant!"

"She is pregnant. You have no idea who the child belongs to. To put it mildly, it is because you are an incompetent husband. To put it worst, you are a coward."

"Are you still being reasonable? She went out to mess around and cuckolded me. Am I going to tie her to my belt like Mike?"

"Xueqi has been abroad for so long, have you ever called her or expressed concern for her?"

Ning Yuan felt aggrieved, "I told you earlier that I don't like her. It's you who insist that I marry her!"

"No one put a knife to your neck to force you. If you didn't resist in the first place, you recognized the benefits brought by the marriage between the two families. As a man, you either don't do it, or you should take responsibility if you do it."

"Do you think that being tit-for-tat with her and ignoring her will show your dissatisfaction with this marriage? You are wrong. This is exactly your childish and useless performance. Outsiders will only laugh at you for not having the ability to resist the family , take it out on a woman."

"Xiaoyuan, you are not young anymore. Do you really want to live in such a muddle-headed manner for the rest of your life?"

"Think carefully about what I said."

Looking at the closed door, Ning Yuan was so angry that he beat the bed, but accidentally touched his injured finger, which made him cry out in pain and burst into tears on the spot.

……

Ning Wenqian went downstairs and was slightly surprised to see his son sitting at the dining table.

Normally, I can't even wake up despite urging and asking, but today the sun came out in the west.

"dad."

"Well, is your hand feeling better?"

The father and son said nothing, and Yan Jing also went downstairs. She was equally surprised to see Ning Yuan, but she didn't say anything.

Soon, Zhuang Xueqi also entered the restaurant.

Start with breakfast.

"Dad, I want to go to work in the company."

Ning Yuan suddenly said this, and several pairs of eyes at the dinner table looked at him.

Ning Wenqian took a sip of the vegetable juice and asked, "Have you thought about it?"

"Well, I figured it out."

Ning Wenqian nodded, "Go to Hengxing and find a department to learn first. If you study well, Hengxing will manage it for you from now on."

Although Hengxing is just one of the countless subsidiaries of the Ning family, its market value is as high as tens of millions.

Being able to obtain the management rights of Hengxing is far more important to Ningyuan than wealth.

"Okay, I'll try my best."

Yan Jing looked at her son with relief, "Your hand is injured. You can go after you recover. There is no rush for a day or two."

Ning Yuan glanced at the bandaged hand, "It's a small injury, but it's not a broken leg. It won't hinder anything."

Hearing this, Yan Jing stopped trying to persuade him.

After dinner, the father and son went out one after another. Zhuang Xueqi chatted with Yan Jing before returning to his residence.

As soon as she entered the door of the small villa, she was blocked by Ning Yuan.

"Just wait, when I inherit the family business, the first thing I will do is kick you and the bastard in your belly out!"

Zhuang Xueqi rolled her eyes, "Okay, I'll wait."

After Ning Yuan went out angrily, Zhuang Xueqi rubbed her belly and secretly laughed, "Baby, did you hear that? Your idiot dad went to make money for you."

Ning Yuan came to the garage and was hesitating whether to ask the housekeeper to help him drive when Yan Jing came over with her bag.

"Mom, are you going out?"

"I'll take you to the company and tell you something by the way."

Fine. (End of chapter)

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