Chapter 102: She Actually Hung Up on Me

Rumors about Ye Nanhuang's impressive painting skills were spreading like wildfire in school.

Whenever Nanhuang walked on campus, people would gossip about her.

"Did you hear? She's even better at painting than Mu Yun."

"Really? Mu Yun has quite a reputation worldwide, and her paintings can sell for tens of thousands."

"She's even better than Mu Yun? How talented is she?"

"Isn't this just talk? If it turns out she's just average at painting, her reputation will take a hit."

Meanwhile, Mu Yun walked through the campus with her head down, regretting spreading those rumors. Thinking back to the terrifying experience she had when she was up close with Nanhuang yesterday, she shivered in fear.

Nanhuang was not a woman she could compete with.

She was truly formidable.

She could actually be capable of murder.

But the rumors couldn't be stopped. What if Nanhuang found out it was her doing? What would she do then?

In her panic, Mu Yun suddenly raised her head and saw Nanhuang casually walking by on the school road, her expression indifferent as if she hadn't noticed her.

Mu Yun immediately lowered her head and silently prayed, "Don't see me, don't see me."

When Nanhuang left the school gate after class, a black luxury car was already waiting there, and she got into the car.

Yang Bo was driving, and Young Master Rong was sitting in the back.

She sat next to Young Master Rong.

The man sat there as aristocratic as ever, lazily saying, "I've reviewed the contract, no issues, it's good."

Nanhuang smiled and replied, "That's great."

Young Master Rong nodded, "Let's go to the company."

Right now, the young lady was engaged in a multi-billion-dollar deal with them, and Yang Bo had started to regard Nanhuang as a big boss. He dared not take her lightly.

"Of course, Young Master, Miss Nanhuang. I'm here to serve you sincerely."

Young Master Rong kicked the seat. "Drive properly."

Watching the friendly interaction between Young Master Rong and Yang Bo, Nanhuang couldn't help but smile.

...

In the VIP conference room of the Rong Corporation, Xu Qun had been well taken care of with delicious food and drinks for a long time.

He waited in silence until Nanhuang and Young Master Rong entered the conference room together.

Nanhuang asked with a smile, "Uncle Qun, do you have the official seals with you?"

"I do," Xu Qun replied with a smile.

Nanhuang said, "Young Master Rong has no objections. Let's sign the contract now."

Xu Qun kept his eyes fixed on Nanhuang and Young Master Rong. When Nanhuang had introduced him earlier, she had casually mentioned "Mr. Rong" as the man's identity. Even so, Xu Qun had guessed that this man was extraordinary. However, it wasn't until today that he learned that this "Mr. Rong" was none other than Rong Wuye, the current hegemon of the Imperial City business world.

Miss Nanhuang had found an excellent business partner indeed. With Young Master Rong's help, their recycling machine would have no problem entering the market.

Sitting at the conference table, Yang Bo professionally managed the contract signing process, and Nanhuang and Young Master Rong signed their names on one contract after another.

Once the contracts were signed, Xu Qun took them back to the company, and Yang Bo arranged other tasks.

...

Nanhuang and Young Master Rong stood in front of the large French windows in the conference room, gazing outside in silence for a while.

After a moment of silence, Nanhuang finally continued the topic from earlier in the morning.

She said softly, "I don't understand how the ruthless and aloof Young Master Rong, as rumored, is actually quite passionate?"

She raised her head to look at Young Master Rong. "Is the rumor unreliable?"

Young Master Rong didn't feel ashamed at all; in fact, he seemed proud. "That's because those ordinary women out there can't arouse my desire."

"Oh, so you've tried it?" Nanhuang casually asked.

Young Master Rong turned his head, his pitch-black eyes fixed on her. "Do you care?"

Nanhuang was taken aback and blinked. Did he really try it?

Young Master Rong looked back outside. "Nan, you don't need to think too much. I'm innocent. Ever since that night we spent together, I've been thinking about it from time to time. It seems like I lacked experience and didn't perform well that night."

Nanhuang said, "..."

"I thought about it, and I think we should explore that aspect more. Thinking about it gradually makes me remember every detail of that night, and I can't help but get excited." Young Master Rong said naturally.

Nanhuang had no response to that.

She had no memory of that night at all. Except for waking up in the morning feeling sore all over and in pain.

Nanhuang's face darkened as she remembered the pain, which was still fresh in her memory.

Young Master Rong noticed her change in expression and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Nanhuang replied indifferently, then suddenly asked belatedly, "Did you take precautions?"

She realized she was asking this question quite late, and Young Master Rong raised an eyebrow, looking slightly annoyed. "Are you realizing it too late? What, don't want to have a child with me?"

Nanhuang's expression remained cold, and Young Master Rong grabbed her hand, his jaw tense, and his lips pursed. "I did."

"I took precautions."

Nanhuang lifted her head to look at his face, as if trying to confirm something.

"Darn it."

She still didn't trust him? Young Master Rong couldn't believe it. He shook off her hand, and with a somewhat annoyed expression, he said, "Fine, go buy some medicine then."

Nanhuang sighed.

As she walked downstairs, she accidentally saw Young Master Rong smoking on the side.

He certainly knew where to hide to smoke.

Young Master Rong also saw her but decided not to extinguish his cigarette. He had considered putting it out and following her, but he thought, why be so clingy? 

Alright, let her have a day of freedom.

He believed that having a balance between closeness and distance was necessary for her to love him more.

Little thing, when you get back home, in that big house all by yourself, aren't you going to think about me more?

Thinking this, Young Master Rong returned to his office at the vineyard to work overtime.

Unfortunately, Nanhuang didn't go back home alone.

That evening, she went to the Xie family's house.

When Nanhuang arrived, Xie Yu was also there, and mother and daughter were warmly welcomed by the Xie family with delicious food and drinks.

Especially Mr. and Mrs. Xie. After receiving treatment from Nan

huang, Mr. Xie's legs had shown significant improvement. These days, with the support of his wife, he could walk step by step, albeit with difficulty. But he could walk!

In the Xie family, this was considered a joyous and earth-shattering event!

Nanhuang and her daughter were strongly urged by the Xie family to stay, and they lived in a small villa exclusively for them.

Late at night, Young Master Rong, who had returned to the grapevine estate, realized that Nanhuang had not returned.

Soon, his dark mood spread like a storm.

He was like a central air conditioner, chilling everyone around him.

"Y-Young Master..."

"Where did Miss go?" Young Master Rong asked with a low tone.

The butler, Chen, and others shook their heads one after another.

Young Master Rong walked to the front gate alone, took out his phone, and dialed Nanhuang's number.

In an instant, his face changed dramatically. "When will you be back?"

But then, his expression changed again. "What? You're not coming back?"

Soon after, his face turned cold, and he licked his lips as he said with a smile, "Nanhuang, come back, won't you? Don't hang up, listen to me..."

Young Master Rong's astonishingly rapid change of expression left the servants in the vineyard astounded.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Young Master Rong stared at his phone in disbelief.

"She actually hung up on me!"

(End of this chapter)