Chapter 151: Even if the heavens collapse, they cannot bend the spine of my Great Ning

The eldest has grown up, ah, he can help share a lot of the burden.

Unlike Ning Hanmo, he's totally a playboy Young Master— in this capital, who doesn't know, who doesn't understand?

That servant dared not respond, merely lowering his head even further.

Let the eldest come to the study to report back.

Cao Hai put down his brush, looked at the big characters he had just written, and nodded in satisfaction.

The silver owed to the Regent Prince's Manor— the Noble Consort sent word to make it up quickly, but the lord's heart is already displeased.

But how could the Cao family's silver possibly make up for the Regent Prince's Manor?

For so many years, our Cao family could only take, never give.

The Cao family's eldest son came up with this nasty scheme, directly substituting copper coins, and then lifting them to the Regent Prince's Manor.

She, Jiang Yun Chu, can she still count them one by one?

This account has thus become a muddled one, left unsettled.

Just when Cao Hai was in a good mood, he deliberately walked to a side chair and then pushed a cup of tea over to his eldest son.

Looking at the eldest's appearance, he nodded even more satisfied; the Cao family's children have grown up, in the palace the Noble Consort supports them, outside he props them up, the Cao estate will surely not decline— all of this now is merely temporary.

Father!

Cao Hai lowered his head, his expression somewhat embarrassed, originally always harboring little thoughts, his gaze not very steadfast, today it kept flickering.

Please have a seat.

Cao Hai smiled, gesturing to the chair opposite him in a good mood.

In this study, the Cao family's children are not allowed to enter.

Usually, only Cao Hai and his confidants can enter this study.

Letting the eldest enter today is precisely an acknowledgment of him.

"Thank you, Father." The eldest son's hand trembled a bit; he hurriedly lifted his head, looking at his father's expression, as if he weren't so angry?

How did the matter turn out?

But a single sentence from Cao Hai directly plunged the eldest son into hell.

I...

Father, the matter has been botched, but the son will think of a way; I will definitely make the Regent Prince's Manor look bad.

The eldest son hastily stood up, his movement too large, the teacup on the table wobbled, tea spilled over, soaking a patch.

Botched?

Cao Hai's just‑kind smile suddenly froze, and he lowered his head deeply to look at Cao Shuyun.

The Cao family's three young masters, the eldest's name is Cao Shuyun.

Botched!

Cao Hai looked at his expression, which grew ever more solemn, then he repeated it, though his tone had changed.

"Tell me what happened." Cao Hai closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and restrained some emotion.

Cao Shuyun lowered his head, not daring to look at Cao Hai's expression.

The matter is like this...

He went from lugging boxes around with clanking noises to returning to the Cao estate in a sorry state.

He recounted the whole process in detail, while Cao Hai's face grew uglier and uglier, yet he did not rebuke Cao Shuyun, instead gently saying, "You go out first; I'll think about what comes next."

When Cao Shuyun walked out of the study, he let out a deep breath.

And Cao Hai, with a flick of his wide sleeve, sent the teacup that had just been on the table flying to the floor.

Regent Prince's Manor!

These four words were spat out through gritted teeth.

Since they are unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous.

Regent Prince's Manor.

In the classroom, a few little ones were discussing heatedly.

"Nai Xin, you're amazing." Ning Hanmo spared no praise.

Mother said before, when dealing with close ones, you must max out emotional value, don't be stingy with praise, and don't be jealous of others.

But rather, in each matter, seek your own shortcomings.

When three walk together, there must be my teacher; I follow the good and correct the bad.

"Exactly, Nai Xin, your method really works."

"Nai Xin, you're great."

"Nai Xin…"

Phrase after phrase of praise made Kang Nai Xin, who was used to being invisible, feel a bit unaccustomed; her face turned slightly red, a touch shy.

"This… give you time, you could also think of it."

Her voice was a little soft, and she seemed altogether at a loss.

Looking at her, Kang Ziwei smiled and shook her head, "She's just like this; the Dean said she seems to be social‑anxiety type, afraid of attention—let her be, quickly."

Over the past half year, Nai Xin's temperament has changed greatly; before, when surrounded, she only wanted to flee, which is not her current state.

Now, although shy, she has no urge to flee and shows no discomfort.

Zi Wei is the elder sister, always paying attention to her younger sister's changes.

"You're really great, you're a miss of the Kang Fu, a student of Chun Hua Xue Yuan, and you're actually Jiang Yun Chu's cousin!"

When Ning Hanmo said these words, it seemed utterly natural.

Especially the last sentence, its tone had changed.

Jiang Yun Chu's foot, which had just been about to step inside, halted outside—not because she was eavesdropping on the children's talk, but because it was time for class.

Yes, Nai Xin, you are Jiang Yun Chu's cousin; you need to straighten your back.

Kang Zhi Chun smiled, gently walked over to Nai Xin's side, then squatted down, locking eyes with her—one could see the evasiveness in her gaze.

Nai Xin, who is the person you admire most?

Kang Zhi Chun's smile was too gentle; her voice seemed to carry a kind of magic that could change a person, guiding them to think about her questions, unconsciously following her train of thought.

Dean!

To that answer, Kang Nai Xin did not hesitate.

In her eyes, the Dean was omnipotent, knew everything, could do anything.

The person she admired most, the person she liked most, was the Dean.

More importantly…

The Dean understood her.

"Admiring someone, just take them as your goal, strive to get closer—how good is that?"

"Nai Xin, look at the Dean—her gaze is always so firm."

"Her spine stays straight forever; the Dean once said, even if the sky falls, it cannot bend the spine of our Da Ning."

"Nai Xin, you are so outstanding, your grades are so good, your handwriting is so beautiful."

"Straighten your waist, lift your head, okay?"

Kang Zhi Chun looked at her little sister; Nai Xin was young, and her nature was innate. While at the Kang Fu estate, her uncle and aunt always looked after her emotions, and in daily life they dared not speak harshly to her.

Even Kang Wen and Kang Wu were kept away from Nai Xin, for fear of stirring her emotions.

However…

Since she came to the academy, she has noticed that Nai Xin has changed—she listens attentively to everyone, thinks carefully, and when answering questions in class, she shows no fear at all.

Usually she will speak freely, merely habitually blushing and avoiding.

Especially today, standing before so many people, she still firmly explained her own method.

Such a Kang Nai Xin was something she had never seen before.