839: Chapter 828: Ruolan, I’m Sorry 839: Chapter 828: Ruolan, I’m Sorry After dealing with the matter of Chen Fengnan, another two days passed.
Ning Fan remained steady and methodical, while Teng Yunge Shang likewise did not rush.
Ning Fan and Teng Yunge Shang—both were individuals of extraordinary patience.
Until the very last moment, it was impossible to predict who would lose their composure first and make the initial move to seek out the other.
In this showdown, the person who couldn’t hold back would lose, forfeiting the upper hand.
Originally, Teng Yunge Shang had no intention of engaging Ning Fan in this manner, but his desire to win over Ning Fan hadn’t completely died out.
Thus, he maintained his composure and planned to use this matter to thoroughly make Ning Fan submit wholeheartedly.
Ning Fan didn’t care about Teng Yunge Shang’s intentions.
All he knew was that by enduring a little longer, even forcing Teng Yunge Shang to seek him out first, the cost he would bear would be less, and their negotiations would then be conducted on equal footing.
“You’re up so early today?”
At dawn, Ning Fan returned from outside only to see Xu Ruolan walking down the stairs.
Her form-fitting professional attire highlighted her figure perfectly, presenting the image of a poised career woman.
It was merely seven in the morning—early by any standard.
While Ning Fan knew Xu Ruolan usually rose early, today was clearly earlier than usual.
“I need to get to the office earlier today to handle some things.
You just got back and haven’t had breakfast yet, right?
Why don’t we have it together?”
Xu Ruolan blinked, her eyes flickering with a playful glint.
She initially planned to head out immediately but changed her mind upon realizing Ning Fan had returned at this precise moment.
Instead, Xu Ruolan stepped into the kitchen and began bustling around.
Xu Ruolan didn’t ask where Ning Fan had been or why he just returned—maintaining that delicate balance of tacit understanding between them.
The less they knew, the safer they were.
Ning Fan wanted to keep her far from danger, while Xu Ruolan didn’t desire to become a burden to Ning Fan.
Watching Xu Ruolan busy herself in the kitchen, Ning Fan’s lips curled in a faint smile, his heart warming.
Over the past few days, Ning Fan hadn’t had much time to spend with his loved ones, as most of his time was spent in the Shadow Base cultivating while fostering an atmosphere of constant vigilance against Teng Yunge Shang.
Xu Ruolan’s thoughtfulness eased much of Ning Fan’s fatigue.
Soon, the house filled with a warm, inviting atmosphere.
The enticing aroma from the kitchen wafted through the air, stirring Ning Fan’s appetite as he sat patiently at the dining table.
At that moment, he truly resembled a husband returning home tired after an overnight grind at the office, while Xu Ruolan radiated the fresh brilliance of a capable and charming homemaker.
Xu Ruolan had prepared a light yet astonishingly satisfying breakfast—each bite lured in another, irresistibly tempting one to finish everything without realizing.
“Ruolan, I haven’t had much time to be with you these past few days.
You haven’t blamed me for that, have you?”
“Why would I blame you for something like that?
Who needs your company anyway?”
“Now that’s not truthful at all.
Just look at this table.
You’ve evidently spent quite some time honing your cooking skills these days.
If you’re claiming it’s not for me, I simply don’t believe it!”
Ning Fan chuckled mischievously, a cunning glint flashing in his eyes.
Caught red-handed, Xu Ruolan blushed deeply and shot a playful glare at Ning Fan in faux annoyance.
Though her motives had been exposed, Xu Ruolan stubbornly retorted, “This is for my dad, not for you.
What does it have to do with you?”
Her words were clearly untruthful.
The once aloof and regal image of an ice-cold CEO had gradually been peeling away, revealing a tender and warmer side.
Her occasional softness brought both amusement and comfort to Ning Fan.
Observing Xu Ruolan’s duplicity, Ning Fan couldn’t suppress his laughter, eventually letting out a hearty chuckle.
“What are you laughing at?”
Xu Ruolan’s expression turned cold, feigning indifference, though her flushed cheeks completely betrayed her.
Grabbing a napkin, Ning Fan wiped his mouth, his eyes twinkling mischievously as he said, “I’m laughing at someone’s lack of honesty!”
“Who’s not being honest?
Go ahead, tell me!”
Xu Ruolan clung to her defense obstinately, leaving Ning Fan shaking his head in amusement.
It was this very trait that made her seem ever more endearing.
Ning Fan’s fondness for her grew deeper with each passing moment.
These charming little exchanges added a vibrant touch to life, and Ning Fan couldn’t help savoring them.
“It’s getting late.
I have to leave now…”
The company still had pressing matters requiring her attention.
Otherwise, Xu Ruolan wouldn’t have risen so early.
If Ning Fan hadn’t returned just then, she would already have been at the office preparing to greet her team.
Due to Ning Fan’s timely appearance, Xu Ruolan had reshuffled her plans, but her remaining time was limited.
As Xu Ruolan prepared to leave, Ning Fan didn’t stop her.
Instead, he walked to her, opened his arms, and embraced her, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead.
Xu Ruolan froze momentarily, only for her aloof demeanor to transform shortly after, her lips curling into a serene smile of contentment.
After sharing a tender moment, Xu Ruolan eventually departed.
The little one downstairs was still sleeping, and Ning Fan—feeling slightly drowsy himself—yawned before heading upstairs to his room.
Without even removing his clothes, he collapsed onto the bed, ready for some rest.
But just as Ning Fan was about to close his eyes, his phone unexpectedly rang.
Frowning, Ning Fan glanced at the device in mild irritation, but upon seeing the caller ID—Ouyang Feifei—his expression turned conflicted.
A call from Ouyang Feifei meant there must be something urgent.
But why now?
What could be so important that she had to contact him at this hour?
Back in the base, everything had been calm without incident, and now, just as he lay down to rest, Ouyang Feifei called unexpectedly.
The timing left Ning Fan somewhat exasperated.
No matter how annoyed he felt, however, the call had to be answered.
After connecting the call, Ning Fan spoke in a lazy tone, “What’s the matter, my dear Ouyang Missy?”
“Oh my goodness!
Teng Huayang’s gone crazy!
Did you forget something important?!”
Ouyang Feifei retorted with obvious irritation.
Ning Fan froze at her words.
Teng Huayang has gone mad?
What could have caused this?
How could he possibly lose his mind without reason?
Since Ouyang Feifei had reached out, it meant the situation had already spun beyond her control, requiring Ning Fan’s personal intervention.
Ning Fan’s expression darkened as he asked, “What exactly is going on?!”
Damn it, what’s happened now?
What on earth has Teng Huayang gotten himself into to go berserk?!