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Finest Servant Chapter 485
🕑 Added 2023-09-20 06:53:34 +0000 UTCChapter 485 Ning'er's Touching Moment
A pale face? Ah, all these confusing matters. What on earth were they about? He sighed, his mood immediately soured. Even the most exquisite ginseng and bird's nest, though fragrant and delicious, became unpalatable.
Ning'er sensed his mood intuitively. After hesitating for a moment, she finally spoke. "Big Brother, don't worry too much. The matters of the world exist for those who believe, and are nonexistent for those who don't. If you have a clear conscience, why concern yourself with what others think or say?"
This girl Ning'er was becoming increasingly philosophical. Lin Wanrong listened and smiled. "Ning'er, how did you know what I was worrying about?"
Miss Luo nodded gently, "Your nature, Big Brother, is inherently carefree. Few things in this world can make you frown. Furthermore, based on what Sister Zhiqing told me earlier, I could guess what's on your mind. Sister Zhiqing has her own temperament. If she said something wrong, don't take it to heart. Over time, when she meets with Madam to catch up, perhaps any misunderstandings will naturally be cleared up."
Ning'er's words were always comforting. Lin Wanrong embraced her tender body, groping aimlessly for a moment, then said with grateful emotion, "Ning'er, you've been so good to me. In this world, you're one of the people who understand me the best. However, you got one thing wrong!"
"What did I get wrong?" Miss Luo asked curiously.
"I may be unrestrained, but it's not a façade. I truly am dissolute." Lin Wanrong chuckled, pulling her close and planting a light kiss on her delicate ear. Miss Luo blushed, snuggling tightly against him. She felt his warm body heat, and a sense of happiness filled her heart. She wished that time could stand still at this very moment.
"Ning'er, has everything been quiet in the house these past few days?" After basking in warmth for a bit, the troubles brought by Xu Zhiqing didn't seem to lessen. Thinking about Xian'er and Qingxuan made his head ache, so he turned to Miss Luo with a question.
Ning'er was clever enough to catch his drift and answered, "Things are relatively peaceful. Everyone is busy with their own matters, all while thinking of you, of course."
Lin Wanrong asked in confusion, "Busy? Busy with what?"
"What could they not be busy with?" Miss Luo smiled charmingly, tapping him lightly on the forehead. "Qiaoqiao is busy setting up a food shop; she's already found a location and has started the interior decoration. As for Sister, she is planning an academy in the Fairy Hall, collecting funds, and recruiting staff. There are countless tasks."
"What about you? What are you doing?" Lin Wanrong naturally had some doubts, as she hadn't mentioned herself at all.
"What else could I be doing?" Ning'er huffed, "I am your decorative vase—just kidding. I've organized a charitable school, taking in children from poor families to educate them. You said it yourself, Big Brother, that I am your vase, and spending your money is only right. You're not allowed to be stingy."
Hearing this, Lin Wanrong burst into laughter and planted a kiss on her cheek, "Don't worry, Ning'er. In this world, I might worry about many things, but money isn't one of them. Besides, what you're doing is meaningful. Compared to you, gold and jewels are nothing but rubbish!"
Miss Luo felt irked and annoyed, her fingers tightening into a pinch on his arm. "Why do those words sound so strange?"
At home, all the beautiful ladies were preoccupied with their own affairs. The Eldest Miss was, needless to say, busy enough with the reconstruction of the Xiao family mansion. Lin Wanrong listened and felt somewhat disappointed. "Living in the same courtyard yet keeping to ourselves—is this how it should be? We should be more intimate as a family. At night, when the lights are off and clothes are shed, even I can't tell who is who among us. What boundaries could there be?"
Hearing his lewd remarks, Ning'er felt so embarrassed she wished she could burrow into the ground. Annoyed, she knocked him on the head. "You're the one undressing. How disgusting!"
Lin Wanrong chuckled lasciviously, but the sadness on his face remained. Luo Ning knew what he was thinking and whispered softly in his ear, "Big Brother, these things can't be rushed. You've just gone through an ordeal, and the mood at home is understandably somber. Besides, the two Misses from the Xiao family haven't formally moved in, and naturally, they'll feel constrained. With Miss Qin also being at odds with her sister, they're hesitant to get too close to us. Give it some time for everyone to get comfortable. Actually, Madam Xiao and the Second Miss are quite approachable."
‘A hidden message, huh?’ Lin Wanrong chuckled. "So, you're saying the Eldest Miss is difficult?"
Luo Ning had never gotten along well with Xiao Yuruo, a tension that had started back in Jinling. Lin Wanrong knew this, of course. Ning'er hummed softly, saying, "The Eldest Miss rarely talks to us, always busy with her business. It's as if she thinks she's too good for us. If it weren't for your fondness for her, I wouldn't even care!"
Lin Wanrong gave a bitter smile. "Jealousy, eh? The Eldest Miss may be reserved, but she's passionate and committed in her relationships. Didn't you notice that when we were in Jinling?" He couldn't help but give her curvaceous rear a light pat.
Miss Luo let out a soft, sultry moan. "I'm jealous because you're so fond of her, because you tie red threads for her, solving her marital issues. You hold her so high in your affections!"
Lin Wanrong sighed inwardly. This had become common knowledge, it seemed. "Ning'er, my fondness for her doesn't surpass what I feel for you. The best part of my life, I've given to you, while she hasn't received any."
"What best part?" Miss Luo was puzzled.
Lin Wanrong chuckled lewdly, his hand lightly exploring her smooth abdomen, eliciting a series of soft moans from Ning'er. He whispered something into her ear, and her face instantly flushed. "You naughty man, so that's what you mean by 'the best part.' In that case, I'll give you a son first. She'll never catch up with me then!"
"Is that how it works?" Lord Lin was sweating bullets. Ning'er chuckled softly and gave him a teasing glance, "I told you to be moderate in your affections, but look at you, a bee buzzing among the flowers. Are you finding it difficult now?"
‘Governing a nation is easier than managing a household. It's really becoming a struggle,’ Lin Wanrong sighed. ‘What will it be like if one day both Fairy Ning and Sister An join in? Will my house become a marketplace?’
"Big Brother, I'm just teasing you." Seeing his troubled expression, Miss Luo whispered into his ear, "Let me tell you a secret. Although it appears that I fight and argue with Miss Xiao, deep down, she is the person I respect the most. She's strong and resilient, holding up the Xiao family in a way many men could not. The more I fight with her, the more I like her!"
"The more you fight, the more you like? What kind of logic is that? Ning'er, are you just saying this to console me?" Lord Lin was growing increasingly bewildered.
"Don't be silly, I'm not consoling you," Miss Luo responded with a playful huff, her eyes brimming with a blend of coyness and charm. She lowered her voice to a whisper, "Big Brother, when you and Miss Xiao have your wedding night, may I hide in your room and watch?"
"You can't be serious—" Lord Lin was so shocked he almost leaped from the bed. "Ning'er, do you actually have such a fetish? This is quite the surprise!"
"What fetish? That sounds terrible!" Ning'er pouted, her face flushed, yet she couldn't help but chuckle. "I just want to see what a strong, dominant woman like her is like during her moments of intimacy. Whether she would be playful—" Her voice grew softer and softer, almost inaudible at the end, "—or whether she could outperform me."
Ning'er was relentless, leaving Lord Lin utterly speechless.
"Big Brother, what's the matter?" Ning'er gently nudged him.
"It's nothing," Lin Wanrong sighed faintly. "Ning'er, it's only now that I realize how old-fashioned and conservative I am. I should strive to be more like you."
"You're teasing me again. No matter what you say, I'm just going to watch. I'm bad like that, what are you going to do about it?" Ning'er was about to resume their playful banter when she noticed the soft look in her Big Brother's eyes. It was as deep and fathomless as the sea. He pulled her close, squeezing the air from her lungs.
"Ning'er, thank you. Thank you for spoiling me like this," Lin Wanrong's voice trembled slightly.
"Big Brother—" Luo Ning's eyes filled with tears, "You, you know?"
"How could I not know?" Wiping away the tears from Ning'er's eyes, Lin Wanrong's own eyes misted over, "You sacrificed your dignity to console me, to help me forget my worries. I could never find a better, more pure-hearted girl than you in this world. Ning'er, you're going to spoil me rotten."
Luo Ning's eyes widened, blinking as she stared at him. "Big Brother—" Unable to contain the joy of being understood, she flung herself into his arms and burst into tears. With that one sentence, she felt all her hardships, all her grievances, were worth it. There was no moment more blissful in life than the moment when two people truly understood each other.
"Ning'er, thank you!" Lin Wanrong was overwhelmed with emotion. Meeting such a good girl was a blessing from heaven.
"I want to spoil you like this," Miss Luo sobbed, "So that no one can surpass me, and so you will always remember me."
She buried her head in Lin Wanrong's chest, tears soaking through his clothes. "Big Brother, do you remember when you were in Shandong? You told me that you wanted me to be your most beautiful vase, that you would take care of me for all your lifetimes, that you would always make me happy. At that moment, I felt like the happiest woman in the world, a woman spoiled by her Big Brother! I don't care for money; it's useless to me. I just like the feeling of being spoiled by you. I want to spoil you just like how you spoil me, make you as happy as I am. Do you know, Big Brother? Do you?"
She choked on her words, gasping for breath. Her tears fell like broken strings of pearls, her tear-streaked cheeks were as clear as hawthorn in the morning dew, vibrant and gorgeous.
The impact on Lin Wanrong's heart was immeasurable. There were not that many forms of heartlessness in the world, but each form of deep affection was unique. Ning'er was foolish, foolish to the point it made one's heart ache!
"Big Brother, do you like me?" Luo Ning suddenly lifted her head from his embrace, her face wet with tears, and gave him a soft smile. Her tear-stained cheeks blossomed like spring flowers, indescribably beautiful.
"Ning'er, I love you," he solemnly nodded, without a trace of jest.
"You naughty, making me cry again. Big Brother, I will spoil you forever—” Before Miss Luo could finish her sentence, she felt a passionate kiss sealing her tender lips, the fire burning in Lin Wanrong’s body instantly melting her.
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"What happened to you?!" Xiao Qingxuan carefully unwound the bandage on his body, looking at the newly formed scar. The wound seemed like it was about to tear open again, making her incredibly worried.
"It’s nothing. I just moved too much in my sleep," Lin Wanrong grinned sheepishly, "Don't worry, my love, it will be fine in a few days."
"What kind of movement was so intense?" Xiao Qingxuan tucked him in, mildly scolding, "You even neglected your own health! Ning'er, you've been taking care of him. Tell me, what happened to make him like this?"
Luo Ning stood by the bedside, blushing crimson as her sister questioned her. "I, I... Big Brother, he, he—"
Xiao Qingxuan frowned at her, "Ning'er, what's with you? Why is your face so red? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Ah, she must be sleepy," seeing Ning'er almost embarrassingly looking down, Lin Wanrong quickly came to her rescue. "Actually, I was bored sleeping alone. Luckily, Ning'er was also tired, so we took a little nap. Somehow, in my dream, I moved up and down for a bit. When I woke up, I was like this. It has nothing to do with Ning'er."
"What moving up and down? What exactly were you doing?" Seeing his playful demeanor, Xiao Qingxuan was both angry and amused. "He's not being honest. Ning'er, you tell me."
"Sister—" Luo Ning didn't dare to speak her mind openly. Xiao Qingxuan had a stern expression and an intangible aura of authority. Luo Ning respected her and couldn't bear not to answer. Her cheeks flushed as she leaned in and whispered a few words into her sister's ear. Before she could finish, she was already too embarrassed to look up, casting her eyes down.
"What—" Xiao Qingxuan was so angered that tears swirled in her eyes. She pointed at Lin Wanrong and exclaimed, "My Dear, are you trying to infuriate me to death?"
"No, not at all." Seeing that Miss Xiao was genuinely upset, Lord Lin became anxious. "Qingxuan, this was merely an accidental event. In the heat of the moment, Luo Ning and I—Don't worry, the position we adopted was such that she wouldn't get hurt."
"You brute—" Xiao Qingxuan's tears streamed down her face. "Look at yourself! You can't even take care of your own body, and yet you still want to involve my sisters?!"
"Sister—" Seeing that Miss Xiao was truly angry, Luo Ning fell to her knees in fright and quickly hugged her sister's arm. "It wasn't Big Brother's fault; I seduced him!"
"No, it's not Luo Ning's fault. I was the one who lost my senses, promising to give her a son," Master Lin hurriedly defended her.
Upon seeing Luo Ning secretly gazing at Master Lin with eyes full of softness, as if they could melt steel, Xiao Qingxuan realized that these two must have truly fallen for each other. She felt both annoyed and amused. She hurriedly helped Luo Ning up and softly said, "Luo Ning, you mustn't spoil him like this. With his recklessness and neglect of his health, what would we do if something were to go wrong?"
Luo Ning felt both embarrassed and guilty. She lowered her head, unable to speak, but her hands subconsciously caressed her abdomen, her face lighting up with joy at the thought of having a son.
"From today on, I will be the one taking care of My Dear." Seeing her husband chastised a bit, like a scolded child, Miss Xiao felt a sudden surge of tenderness but didn't dare to let it show. She sternly said.
"How could that be?" Lin Wanrong hurriedly cried out. "Qingxuan, you're carrying our son; you can't tire yourself out like this. Why not let Qiaoqiao and Luo Ning take care of me?"
"Do you think they're a match for you?" Xiao Qingxuan gave him a sidelong glance and slowly sat beside him. "If you truly care for our child, stop acting so recklessly and focus on your health. All the meat in this pot will eventually be yours; it's not going to fly away."
"Yes, yes." Lin Wanrong felt guilty. He hastily grabbed Qingxuan's hand. "Wife, I know you're doing this for my good. There is no better woman in this world than you. I was wrong; please scold me more. Please don't spoil me; I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it."
"Stubborn man!" His words melted her heart instantly. Raising a man was like raising a child; you had to tolerate their mistakes. A strong wave of maternal love surged within Miss Xiao. Her cheeks flushed, and she couldn't bring herself to scold him any further.
‘So, Sister also likes this approach; Big Brother is really amazing.’ Luo Ning covered her lips with her hand to hide a smile. She stole a glance at her Big Brother, and a flood of warmth enveloped her heart.
