Song Ning's eyes brimmed with tears again.
Mu Chen gently caressed her cheeks as he said, "Ningning, your problem is you worry too much about things that have yet to happen. You try to plan for every eventuality, but life's unpredictable. It's impossible to plan for everything. What can you do by worrying needlessly?"
When he saw that Song Ning was listening to him attentively, he smiled and added, "Learn from Grandma and live in the present. Whatever will come, will come. We just need to face it calmly at that time. I only hope that you won't be too sad and too hard on yourself if something unexpected happens..."
Song Ning understood Mu Chen's meaning. She said, "Don't worry. He thoroughly broke my heart back then. No matter what he does in the future, I won't be sad anymore. I only have anger left for him."
.
Mu Chen remained silent even though he thought there was little to no difference between sadness and anger. They were both emotionally exhausting.
...
Ning Zhe paced back in his study, trying to suppress the anger that threatened to overflow in his heart.
Ning Chun stood at the side, too afraid to speak.
Ning Zhe finally came to a stop next to his table with a determined expression on his face as though he had finally made up his mind. He said to Ning Chun, "On the opening day of Zhuang Ji, send ten baskets of flowers to congratulate my daughter in my name."
Ning Chun was stunned. "You're going to make the Young Miss's identity public?"
Ning Zhe nodded.
"But..." Ning Chun said.
Ning Zhe raised his hand and interjected, "Since she's unwilling to return, I can only force her to admit she's the Eldest Young Miss of the Ning family. Her mother raised her to be so stubborn. As her father, I have to teach her a lesson."
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Sir, How About A Marriage