pjbooks Chapter 316 Hitting her son, are you out of your mind?
Chapter 316 Hitting her son, are you out of your mind?
Ning Moran and Ning Duoduo arrived at the Communication University one after the other.
On her way to the shopping street, Ning Duoduo bought a cup of milk tea and chose Ning Yao's favorite strawberry daifuku.
Ning Moran bought a box of mung bean and chestnut pastries, and a pack of red bean-filled mochi and egg yolk pastries.
Eating desserts can make people feel good, and the two of them thought of the same thing without prior arrangement.
Ning Yao stood dejectedly at the shop entrance. Ning Chen was at a loss, but when he saw his younger siblings arrive, he felt relieved.
"Mom, what's wrong? Who bullied you?" Ning Moran stepped forward first and took the prepared dessert.
Ning Duoduo pulled Ning Chen aside and whispered, "What happened? Mom looks like she's been bullied by someone?"
Ning Chen told Ning Duoduo the whole story, and Ning Duoduo's expression became complicated.
It turns out Mom missed Grandpa...
They could all understand this feeling. When they were little, they had never seen their father, and they always made a fuss about wanting to know what he looked like.
They didn't see their fathers until they were five years old. Even though it was only five years, they were incredibly excited. How much more so for their mothers who hadn't seen their biological fathers for over twenty years!
"Brother, aren't you a hacker? Can't you help Mom find Grandpa's whereabouts?" Ning Duoduo asked, frowning.
“Grandpa’s hacking skills are better than mine. I only managed to crack his encryption with the help of others.” Ning Chen told Ning Duoduo in a low voice, while also hating himself for being so useless.
Ning Duoduo took a breath, surprised that even the second-ranked hacker on the hacker list couldn't solve it.
Their maternal grandfather was truly a man of great talent and shrewdness.
She composed herself, took small steps to Ning Yao, inserted the straw into the milk tea lid, and handed it to her.
"Mom, have something to drink first. We'll help you find Grandpa. Don't worry, no matter what happens, we'll find a way."
Ning Yao took the milk tea, her smile somewhat weak. She looked at her beloved daughter and reached out to pinch Ning Duoduo's cheek.
Ning Moran opened the packaging box and gave Ning Yao a few freshly baked desserts.
Ning Yao's depressed mood immediately dissipated. She ate with a smile, her eyes filled with gratitude.
They each had their own things to do, but because of her little emotional outburst, they put aside what they were doing and traveled a long way to comfort her.
Ning Moran stared intently at Ning Yao, her brows furrowed slightly, as if she hesitated about whether to say something.
Seeing Ning Yao force a smile, Ning Moran felt very uncomfortable and finally decided to tell her the information he had only half-investigated.
Distracting her is the best approach; we can't let her keep thinking about it.
"Mom, I've found out where Xiao Liu is." Ning Moran took out a pack of tissues and carefully handed it to Ning Yao, while dropping this bombshell news.
Ning Yao's attention was indeed diverted. She opened her eyes wide and asked incredulously, "Really? It really is Xiao Liu?"
“We’ve all seen Xiao Liu’s paintings before. Take a look, isn’t this painting by Xiao Liu?” Ning Moran took out her phone and displayed a painting.
Everyone crowded around, except for Guan Ying, who stood to the side.
The painting depicts a woman struggling in the sea, with a little girl beside her. The little girl's face is full of trust, while the woman's face is filled with determination. Neither of them shows any fear.
A good painter can not only depict the scenes he imagines, but it is even more important to convey the meaning and emotions to the viewer.
Ning Chen and Ning Duoduo looked at it, but didn't remember much. They just felt that the artist's technique was good and that the message was probably about courage.
Upon seeing the painting, Ning Yao's eyes widened in shock, and her thoughts immediately drifted away.
She remembered how, in order to escape the Ning family and those people who were looking for her, she had accidentally fallen into the sea while holding Xiao Liu.
She was terrified, and Xiao Liu cried incessantly, choking on a lot of seawater.
Ning Yao coaxed Xiao Liu in a trembling voice, reassuring her that her mother was there and that she shouldn't be afraid and that everything would be alright.
Later, when both of them were almost out of strength, Ning Yao held on to Xiao Liu tightly and refused to let go.
Thankfully, I was rescued...
However, Xiao Liu developed an illness as a result, exhibiting mild autistic symptoms. He became introverted and shy, and rarely dared to speak to people.
She developed a fear of seawater, rarely daring to touch it, and even experiencing difficulty breathing upon seeing the ocean...
The scene was all too familiar; Ning Yao recognized the painter at a glance.
It's unlikely that someone would happen to know about her and Xiao Liu's experiences, or have such similar experiences.
That's right, the artist who painted this must be her sixth child...
"Where is she?" Ning Yao asked, her eyes full of anticipation.
Only one of her children remains, still living away from home, and the other party has left no trace, making it impossible to find him.
"There's an auction next week, and all the experts who appreciate famous paintings and antiques will be there. I've heard that Xiao Liu will be going too."
“Okay, let’s set the time and place. I’ll go there in person.” Ning Yao looked at Ning Moran, feeling grateful.
Although she had sent her own people to search for them these days, the results were always minimal.
Her intelligence network has not yet been established in the capital, and her organizations are only located in a few small continents and countries abroad. It would be very difficult to find someone in the world who is nameless, has no face or figure, and has nothing about them.
Fortunately, my son is smart and knew to start with the industries he liked since he was six, and finally found some clues.
"Look, isn't that Luo Xiyao? Hey, who's that woman standing next to her? Doesn't she look like Actress Ning?"
"How could this be? How could Actress Ning be on our little commercial street..."
"Luo Xiyao's expression isn't right. Look at her eyes, they're as red as a rabbit's. She must have just been crying."
"How pitiful, why is she crying here? Was she dumped by a jerk?"
"I've never heard of her having a boyfriend, so where did this talk of her being dumped come from?"
"How can she not have a boyfriend? She's got so many scandals, and she's involved with all the young masters in the wealthy circles."
"I have a feeling there's some earth-shattering news!"
There were still quite a few people on the commercial street at this time. Although Ning Duoduo was wearing a mask, some people still noticed her presence.
In addition, Ning Yao was surrounded by a large group of handsome men and beautiful women, which was quite eye-catching even if they weren't celebrities.
Hearing the words in his ear, Ning Chen frowned, his face darkening, and strode forward to grab the phone from a man's hand.
"The photos are deleted." Ning Chen's voice was terrifyingly cold.
Both were boys around twenty years old, but the other boy didn't have that sharp aura; he had a sarcastic and mean face and even acted like a scoundrel.
"I didn't film you guys, I filmed the shop behind you. Why should I delete it?"
"Why should I? Because of my fist, which is as big as an iron pot." Ning Chen sneered, and raised his hand as if to clench his fingers into his palm.
"Achen, don't lay a hand on him. Be polite when you talk to people. Don't shout for violence all the time," Ning Yao said sternly to her son.
But who would have thought that when his own son put away his fist, he would be caught off guard by the other party.
Ning Chen let out a muffled groan and tilted his head to the side.
The punch landed on Ning Chen's handsome face, leaving a red mark on his cheekbone.
Upon seeing this, Ning Yao's mind exploded as if a string had snapped, causing her to lose all her rationality.
She stopped her son from hitting someone, but the other person was ungrateful and attacked her son instead.
And he slapped her precious son's cheek?
NND!
Before Ning Moran and Ning Duoduo could react, Ning Yao, her back teeth grinding together, rolled up her sleeves and charged forward like a missile on fire.