Ningning is Not a Trouble-Maker!

Chapter 32

In the manor, Su Ning was wearing a beautiful dress, but she was holding a tattered doll in her arms. She was led downstairs by Su Shenglang, and behind her were Su Dingpei, Su Kechen, and Su Yueming. No one saw that there was a spirit following behind these people. Ji Wuchang leaned against the railing of the stairs and smiled at Su Ning. “Thankfully, I made it in time…”

At this moment, the light suddenly shone down and focused on Su Ning. Ji Wuchang raised his eyebrows and snapped his fingers. The light was instantly dyed with a layer of an immortal aura. Su Ning’s pink dress actually lit up like a starry sky, beautiful and gorgeous. Other than that, her body seemed to be enveloped by holy light, making her face look even fairer, like a fairy that had fallen into the mortal world.

Everyone’s eyes were filled with surprise. What a beautiful dress, what an exquisite little girl! They were all sizing up Su Ning. This was the young lady of the Su family… Tsk, she was indeed very pampered. Even the cold-faced CEO, Su Shenglang, was willing to lower his head and hold her hand. He was close to holding the train of her dress for her if she had one. At this moment, Su Ning was still holding a tattered doll in her arms. They heard that the doll was left to her by Su Ning’s mother. Ha, this Su Ning was so good at pretending.

After Mu Yu’s expose, everyone’s first reaction when they saw Su Ning was naturally that she was arrogant, scheming, and pretentious. They were afraid that their children would suffer if they interacted with Su Ning, so they reminded their children not to play with Su Ning. Of course, there were those who were afraid of Su Ning and those who wanted to please her. A few noblewomen were different. They kept pushing their children to play with Su Ning.

Su Qing stood on the second floor and looked at Su Ning, who was surrounded by everyone. She pursed her lips and pointed at Su Ning’s dress. She turned around and said, “Mommy, I want that dress too!”

Wei Jingshan looked at Su Ning and felt things were unfair. This was the first time she had seen such a beautiful dress too. She was also stunned just now. Such a beautiful dress should be worn by her precious daughter, not Su Ning, this wild girl… The Su family really did not love Qingqing anymore.

Wei Jingshan restrained the sadness in her heart. “Qingqing, be good. Mommy will buy it for you in the future.”

Su Qing cried, “No, no. I want that one!”

Su Qing’s grandmother had also been invited to this birthday party. She stood beside Su Qing and Wei Jingshan and had just recovered from looking at the beautiful dress. She fanned the flames and said, “Oh, this dress is a limited edition, right? I heard that this is the only one in the country. Sigh, if not for Su Ning, this dress would belong to our Qingqing, right?”

Wei Jingshan wanted to say something, but on second thought, that was indeed the case. The Su family only had one little princess, Qingqing. If Su Ning had not come, all the beautiful things in this world would have belonged to her Qingqing! But now, the Su family was staring at Su Ning, their hearts all on Su Ning. Qingqing had been ignored by them!

Wei Jingshan was too sad. She felt that everyone in the Su family owed her and Su Qing, but she completely ignored the fact that when Su Ning’s dress was sent to the Su family, a batch of princess dresses was also sent to Su Qing’s room. Su Ning had a starry dress, and so did Su Qing. Although the styles were different, the price was about the same.

When Su Qing heard her grandmother and mother’s words, she cried even harder. Just as Wei Jingshan was about to bring her back to her room to coax her, Su Qing suddenly rushed downstairs.

“Qingqing!” Wei Jingshan chased after her anxiously.

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In the garden, Su Ning sat at a small table and ate cake with a few children. Among the group of little girls sat a very outstanding little boy. The little boy was wearing a small suit and a bow tie. His small face was stiff, but he was unbelievably beautiful. Su Wen was Su Shenglang’s eldest son. He was now in the second year of primary school and was the eldest child of the Su family’s grandchildren.

At this moment, Su Wen followed his father’s instructions and sat beside Su Ning to look after the “little kid.” His small face was cold and his expression was cool. He was simply the same as his father, Su Shenglang.

Su Ning was cutting a cake. There were many children around her. She had never had so many friends. At this moment, she heard that familiar voice again. “Hello, Ningning. Did you miss Master?”

Su Ning pursed her lips and did not speak. Her master was a big baddie. He said that he would come and see her soon, but he did not appear. Her mother had told her in the past that she would only sleep for a while, but once she fell asleep, she never woke up again.