Rebirth: Inheriting Millions In The Eighties
Chapter 593 - 591: Arriving at the Ning Family 3_1

Chapter 593: Chapter 591: Arriving at the Ning Family 3_1

Mr. Ning snorted, "What else could it be? You want to take her as your disciple, and I’m pissed off!"

"Pissed off?" Mrs. Xia Ning, ignoring the fact that he was her own brother, immediately raised her hand and, with a "smack," fiercely slapped him across the face.

Mr. Ning’s face instantly swelled up at a visible rate, and fresh blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, clearly showing how much force Mrs. Xia Ning had used.

"You wretched thing!" Mrs. Xia Ning trembled with rage, her eyes glaring death at him, "How dare you treat human life like grass just for your own selfish gain!"

Especially since Xia Ningxing could be the daughter she had been longing for over so many years!

Just thinking about how her daughter had nearly died at the hands of her half-brother made Mrs. Xia Ning wish she could stab him several times to quench the hatred in her heart.

"Dad, I really can’t believe you could do this!" Ning Xiaoyou brought out her acting skills, completely dissociating herself from the event. "Auntie, I had no idea my father could be so foolish. If I had known earlier, I would have stopped him!"

Her voice was touched with emotion, as if she had absolutely nothing to do with it.

But Xia Ningxing distinctly felt that this matter was inextricably linked to her.

Unfortunately, she had no evidence at the moment.

However, side characters like these usually continued to court death, so Xia Ningxing was in no hurry to finish her off just yet.

Mrs. Xia Ning didn’t bother with Ning Xiaoyou and, to prevent herself from actually stabbing Mr. Ning a few times, she tossed him to the guards, "Take him down. Since he has confessed, his capital punishment can be exempted, but he cannot escape living punishment—give him ninety-nine lashes!"

Ninety-nine lashes!

Everyone present gasped at this number.

If actually flogged, a person would barely keep three-quarters of their life!

It was truly more terrifying than death.

Execution was merely a matter of a cup of poison, but now, ninety-nine lashes!

"Little sister! I am your real brother! You can’t treat me like this! You can’t!" Mr. Ning was in shock, struggling and wailing, begging Mrs. Xia Ning for mercy.

Ninety-nine lashes, he would die! Die!

"You brought this on yourself," Mrs. Xia Ning said without a trace of sympathy, stern and impartial, she instructed the guards, "Don’t delay, take him down now."

She believed that after this execution by way of example, those in the family with nefarious intentions would think twice.

"Little sister! I was wrong, I was truly wrong! Yoyo, please plead with your auntie on behalf of your dad!" Mr. Ning’s cries were heart-wrenching.

Ning Xiaoyou bit her lip, far from pleading for him, she even said, "Dad, you got what you deserved, and there’s nothing wrong with Auntie punishing you like this."

As the saying goes, "Every man for himself," pleading for him in such circumstances would only add fuel to the fire and make her aunt angrier!

She had no such intention!

If she offended her aunt now, could she still yearn for the position of Family Head in the future?

Mr. Ning had not expected his daughter to be so callous and fainted from sheer rage.

Following the incident with Mr. Ning, the atmosphere at the exchange meeting became notably tense, causing everyone to feel a sense of trepidation.

Although they had realized that the Family Head cared for Xia Ningxing when she announced her intention to take her as a disciple, they had never imaged she would care to such extent—so much so that she would severely punish her own brother in public just to seek justice for her.

For a while, everyone couldn’t help but reevaluate Xia Ningxing.

Mrs. Xia Ning paid no attention to the crowd’s strange looks, gripping Xia Ningxing’s hand, "Miss Xia, I have severely punished the main culprit for you. I hope this helps you calm your anger."

"Thank you, Family Head," Xia Ningxing said, nodding politely even though she did not understand why the other party was so keen to please her.

"There’s no need for formality," Mrs. Xia Ning said with a smile.

"Wearing such tattered clothes and with a dirty face is not proper. Come with me to my room to get cleaned up." With that, Mrs. Xia Ning took Xia Ningxing with her to clean up.

Just as well, she had some things she wanted to talk to her about.

Xia Ningxing looked at her gentle face, and for some reason, waves of warmth kept bubbling up in her heart.

At this moment, she felt as though she was being led by her mother.

When this thought entered her mind, Xia Ningxing was startled.

The woman before her didn’t resemble her modern-day body at all, so she couldn’t possibly be her mother.

Xia Ningxing quickly shook her head, casting aside the chaotic thoughts in her mind.

Inside the main hall, the onlookers couldn’t help but gasp as they watched them leave.

Everyone knew that the Family Head had a severe obsession with cleanliness, and under normal circumstances, no one was allowed in her bedroom, but now she had unexpectedly taken Xia Ningxing to her bedroom.

"What gives her the right!" Ning Xiaoyou gnashed her teeth in jealousy, her eyes nearly turning red with conjunctivitis.

She remembered once accidentally entering her aunt’s room, and in response, her aunt flew into a rage and ordered several buckets of disinfectant to be brought in to sterilize the place.

Yet now, she was inviting Xia Ningxing to her room.

Truly, without comparison there would be no harm!

Ning Mo appeared calm on the surface, but deep down, she was also seething with jealousy.

Xia Ningxing must be eliminated!

Otherwise, she would become her number one rival for the position of Family Head!

A ruthless look flickered in her eyes.

In the master bedroom.

Xia Ningxing took a shower in the attached bathroom of the master bedroom.

After coming out wrapped in a towel, she saw that Mrs. Xia Ning had thoughtfully brought her a hairdryer, then opened the wardrobe: "There are clothes here, pick one. Choose anything you like, any piece will do."

She looked at her with a smile, speaking gently, like a mother to a daughter.

"Thank you," said Xia Ningxing as she walked over while expressing her gratitude.

When she saw the clothes inside the wardrobe, even the wealthy Xia Ningxing couldn’t help but be astonished.

The clothes inside were all luxury brands, haute couture, and all designed by top designers.

The kind of designers that even money can’t hire.

Clothes, shoes, trousers, scarves, bags, and so on.

There were outfits for every age, from one to the early twenties.

"Patriarch Ning, these must be your daughter’s clothes, right? There are so many, and they are so exquisite," Xia Ningxing reasoned.

After asking, Xia Ningxing then realized that the tags were still on these clothes, and there weren’t even any signs of wear or creases from trying them on.

It was as if her daughter didn’t exist at all.

Her brows involuntarily furrowed, feeling that something was oddly amiss.

"Yes, these are all my daughter’s..." Mrs. Xia Ning lifted her hand to touch the clothes, nodding thoughtfully as if deep in contemplation.

Ever since her daughter was lost in a different space-time and she herself had returned, she became so crazed with longing that she had a large wardrobe built, and for every age and every season, she had designers create a multitude of clothes for her daughter.

It was as if by doing so, her daughter was still with her.