Reborn as a Noble's Son

On the one hand, he was filled with excitement and joy about marrying Yang Anna. After all, a woman who had waited for him for thirty-five years was worth treasuring. On the other hand, Nie Zhenbang was also a touch disheartened because on the ninth floor of the Dynasty Club, there were two women silently watching everything unfold.

“Wan…”

The Dynasty Club ninth floor

Still in the golden and profoundly luxurious giant suite. The room was very warm, but at this moment, it seemed rather dark with very little light. On both sides of the living room, only two sleeping lamps were lit. In front of the enormous floor-to-ceiling windows, there was a slender silhouette, her back to the living room, gazing at the neon lights of the city outside the window. Her gaze seemed to pass through the entire city, landing in the courtyard of a low, flat-roofed house.

At this moment, the beautiful shadow standing by the window was Dong Wan. Behind her, Li Lixue had just started speaking.

Dong Wan waved her hand and spoke softly, “Sister Xue, I understand what you mean. But Sister Xue, could you ever have feelings for another man?”

Dong Wan’s words stunned Li Lixue. The truth was, whether it was Dong Wan, Li Lixue, or Anna who was currently savoring marriage, all three women had set their hearts on Nie Zhenbang in their lives. No matter what hardships faced, they bore no regrets.

“Sister Xue, let me have some quiet time. I’m okay, I just need to be alone,” Dong Wan’s voice rang out once more.

At this moment, Li Lixue came over and gently embraced Dong Wan, whispering, “Wan, if you want to cry, let’s have a good cry. Or we can have a drink. Today, I’ll be with you, even if the sky falls.”

As the two were talking, outside the door, the sudden crisp sound of an elevator bell resounded. The two women looked over to see Anna standing enchantingly at the door. Without waiting for Dong Wan and Li Lixue to say anything, Yang Anna mumbled, “Sister Xue, Sister Wan, why don’t you have any lights on? It’s so dark and scary.”

As the light was switched on, Li Lixue and Dong Wan instantly adjusted their state. Anna was already somewhat timid, and it took her a great deal of courage to make up her mind. At this moment, if the two showed their melancholy expressions, who knew what crazy things she would do? Although the wedding was decided to be held low-key, no matter what, the close friends of both Nie and Yang families had been informed. It would be embarrassing for both families if there were any changes halfway.

Soon, Li Lixue was already smiling, “It’s nothing; aren’t we promoting energy saving these days? Your Sister Wan suddenly wanted to see the beautiful night view of Jingcheng, so we turned off all the lights. And you, aren’t you getting married tomorrow? Why did you come over here? Don’t you have to prepare?”

Li Lixue quickly changed the topic. After hearing it Anna’s attention was diverted. Albeit being already 24 years old, she still acted like a child in front of Li Lixue and others. She mumbled, “What do I have to prepare for? My sister-in-law, Zhenbang’s cousin, took care of everything. She’s incredibly wealthy.”

After pausing for a moment, Yang Anna continued, “Sister Xue, Sister Wan, when I was at home, I kept thinking that you might be feeling uncomfortable today. So, I came to visit.”

Hearing Yang Anna’s words, both Li Lixue and Dong Wan were moved. They weren’t regretting their concession, as Anna was still thinking about them in such circumstances.

In the following days, aside from going home during the day to report her presence in Jingcheng, Yang Anna was at the Dynasty Club most of the time.

To be honest, Yang Anna was not ordinarily naïve. She had always been innocent, but given her impending marriage, she suddenly matured and knew that this would be a vulnerable period for Li Lixue and Dong Wan. Their beloved man was getting married, yet the bride wasn’t them. So, Yang Anna cleverly decided to accompany them all along, trying to alleviate their pent-up emotions.

New Year’s Day 1997

That day, the weather in Jingcheng was pleasant. The gloom was swept away, and the morning sun was just beginning to show. Early in the day, Liu Kun, Zhao Xinglong, Li Hua, Li Wenge, Liu Bin, Gao Wei, Liang Ligui, Ning Zhiyuan, Nie Jiamin, Guo Ming, and the rest of the brothers were already gathered at Nie’s house’s doorstep. There was no fancy motorcade or ostentatious formations. Instead, each of them was on a bicycle. Made in France, the Aurumanias, which looked ordinary and similar to domestic Phoenix or Forever bikes, were, in fact, incredibly expensive.

Each of those bicycles that Nie Zhenbang and his friends rode cost around US $50,000—a sum that, by the current exchange rate, amounted to around 400,000 yuan each.

But Nie Zhenbang’s bicycle was an exception— a two-seater bike adorned with Swarovski crystals. It cost more than US $120,000. Thus, this fleet could still be described as luxurious. This was Nie Zhenbang’s understated style—modest, yet luxurious.

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