Chapter 1219: Chapter 1208: Xu Ruolan’s Graceful Composure

Luckily, Ning Fan didn’t give them a chance to butter him up, otherwise these guys could certainly talk your ears off and bring the dead back to life with their words.

He walked step by step with Xu Ruolan towards Quiet Thought Hall; along the way, the pavilions and towers had a classical style, serene and elegant, and the servants passing by looked at Ning Fan with a hint of curiosity.

But they greeted him warmly, with utmost flattery.

“Young Master, you’ve become even more handsome.”

“Young Master, now that you’ve become the heir to the Family Head, you must promote me, we grew up together after all.”

“Young Master, does your room lack a maid to serve tea? Look at me, fair-skinned and lovely, I’ll definitely satisfy you.”

“Young Master, I’m just eighteen this year, if you could enlighten me, I’d comply with your every wish.”

“…”

Listening to these people’s flattery, Ning Fan felt lines on his forehead.

He turned to look at Xu Ruolan, only to find her covering her mouth, secretly laughing, but not daring to laugh too loudly, afraid of affecting her image.

Seeing Ning Fan’s expression, Xu Ruolan cleared her throat and searched for something to say, “Darling, I didn’t expect the Ning Family villa to be so large. The materials used on the buildings are rare timber, and the flowers and plants are rare species not found in the market. Compared to the Ning Family, our family is worlds apart, there’s no comparison.”

“Don’t rejoice in material things nor grieve over personal loss, it’s just the external environment, don’t take it too much to heart.”

Ning Fan said with a saintly air, a smile tugging at his lips.

“Hehe, I really didn’t see you have the demeanor of a recluse. You should go gather chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely gaze at the southern mountain.”

Xu Ruolan laughed with joy, teasingly said.

“That’s exactly what I’m thinking. People say thirty is the age to establish oneself, but I plan to retire at thirty, then take my beautiful wife to live secluded in the mountains, drinking the fresh air and dew, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, living like an immortal.”

Ning Fan said playfully.

Actually, what he said was true. At his current status, there wasn’t much left to pursue.

Internationally, he was the Asura of the Phantom Guild, anyone who dared defy him would be immediately wiped out;

In Huaxia, he was known as Ninth Master, carrying such a status made common people unnecessary to consider.

In the Ning Family, he was Third Young Master, the heir to the Family Head, beneath one, above many, no one dared speak ill.

Ning Fan only needed to settle matters with Lan’er and his master, afterwards he could manage the Ning Family with minimal effort and enjoy a secluded life.

This was no joke.

Upon hearing this, Xu Ruolan seriously glanced at him, just about to speak when a commanding yet kind voice interrupted from a distance.

“You must be Ruolan? Just as Fan’er described, you are indeed like a fairy descending to the mortal realm, like Chang’e playing with the autumn moon.”

“Hmm?”

Xu Ruolan quickly turned her head to see an elderly man with white hair and beard, standing not far away, looking kind and welcoming.

Ning Fan hurriedly led Xu Ruolan over, chuckling, “Father, Ruolan is a bit shy, don’t exaggerate too much.”

“You rascal.” Ning Qiankun joked, then looked at Xu Ruolan with satisfaction, quickly gesturing for her to enter, “Ruolan, don’t mind this rascal, come in and have tea, let’s chat.”

“Alright, Uncle Ning.”

Xu Ruolan nodded politely with a smile, walking into Quiet Thought Hall with Ning Fan.

As the three disappeared from the entrance of Quiet Thought Hall, a group of Ning Family servants immediately swarmed in, buzzing like flies with various discussions.

“Did you see, that’s Young Mistress for sure.”

“Of course, did you see how Young Master looks at her? Pure adoration, it’s a telling sign.”

“I wonder which family’s heiress she is? The Family Head seems quite pleased as well.”

“Looks like father and son discussed this beforehand.”

“Naturally, what kind of family is the Ning Family? Not just any tom, dick, or harry can enter the hall of elegance.”

“That’s right, our Ning Family is Dragon City’s top family, every Family Head’s wife isn’t simple, they must be elegant and capable, adept in the kitchen too. Not only must they come from good families, they can’t just be a pretty face.”

“Do you think this Young Mistress is a pretty face?”

“No need to ask, this woman is definitely not simple, did you see her demeanor? She seems to hold no one in her eyes, very discerning.”

“Yeah, only our Young Master can handle her.”

“If even our Third Young Master can’t match her, who in all of Huaxia would dare say they can?”

“Keep your voices down, she is the future mistress, if she discovers your faults, you won’t stand a chance.” At this point, Head Servant Zhang approached, speaking sternly.

Then, he dispersed the servants.

He headed alone towards the Quiet Thought Hall, seeing Ning Qiankun, Ning Fan, and Xu Ruolan conversing intimately, all smiling broadly, without a hint of tension, just like a family chat.

Head Servant Zhang bowed and reported, “Master, the kitchen has almost finished preparing the dishes, what do you think?”

“Did you prepare some special dishes from Ruolan’s hometown—Zhonghai?”

Ning Qiankun asked sternly.

Xu Ruolan quickly interjected, “Uncle Ning, no need to be so formal, simple home-cooked dishes are fine, too grand and I can’t handle it.”

“What are you talking about?”

Ning Qiankun’s eyes flashed and he instructed Head Servant Zhang, “Set the garden table, take out a jar of our Ning Family’s aged Osmanthus wine, today we entertain distinguished guests.”

“Yes, Master.”

Then, Head Servant Zhang was about to leave.

But Xu Ruolan timely spoke, “Uncle Ning, I came hurriedly and prepared a modest gift, currently it’s in the car, please accept it.”

“You’re so polite, child, why?” Despite his words, Ning Qiankun felt delighted, instructing the turned-away Head Servant Zhang, “Old Zhang, go fetch the gift, and see what rare items we have in the storeroom for Ruolan.”

“Alright.” Head Servant Zhang immediately complied, stepping out.

He knew that Ning Qiankun’s storeroom held many treasures, and he never let outsiders even glance at them.

Now, he was directly giving Xu Ruolan several, showing how much he valued her. It seemed, just as the servants speculated, this beautiful girl might indeed be the future Young Mistress, wife of the Family Head.

Ning Qiankun chuckled and kindly asked, “Ruolan, who else do you have at home?”