Chapter 209 Three-Month Agreement

Ning Qing waited for five minutes, and someone came out of the villa. It was not Lu Shaoming, but a woman with elegant and luxurious clothes. She had exquisite hair, and her well-maintained face could vaguely show the beauty she had when she was young.

Ning Qing suddenly became nervous. This woman should be Lu Shaoming's mother.

Her mother-in-law.

Song Yajing.

Song Yajing walked up to Ning Qing. She did not open the door, but looked at Ning Qing through the door. Her eyes could not be said to be good or evil, they were just looking at her calmly, without warmth.

Ning Qing felt like she was being scanned like goods in a supermarket.

She was a little embarrassed and nervous. She tried her best to put on a gentle and decent smile and called out, "Hello, Mom. It's a bit abrupt when we first meet. My name is Ning Qing, and I am Shaoming's wife."

Song Yajing was wrapped in a fine grass-green silk scarf. She gathered the scarf and said with sharp eyes, "Hello, Miss Ning. It turns out that you are the wife my son married in China."

The phrase "wife married in China" made it clear to Ning Qing that she would not recognize Ning Qing's daughter-in-law status.

She wouldn't even open the door to let Ning Qing step into the Lu family's door.

So they could only stand and talk inside and outside one door.

Ning Qing had expected it. Although her heart was filled with pain, her smile remained unchanged, "Mom, I know that Shaoming and I got married too quickly, and I haven't been able to visit you and dad for a while. These are all... It's my fault, I will work hard to honor you in the future, and I will definitely be a good daughter-in-law of the Lu family."

Song Yajing didn't answer her words, so she could only ask, "Miss Ning, do you know what kind of family our Lu family is?"

Ning Qing wanted to answer, but Song Yajing didn't want to give her a chance to speak. She said, "Our Lu family is the largest chaebol group in the business world today. My son Lu Shaoming is the ninth generation grandson of the Lu family. He was listed in Los Angeles at the age of 16. My first company, Guangqing, Miss Ning, if you had such a family background and such a proud son, how would you choose a wife? "

Ning Qing stopped talking because she knew that Song Yajing's words were not finished yet.

"Miss Ning, I sent someone to investigate your life experience. Your father Ning Zhenguo runs a very small company. He himself has caused several scandals. He kicked you and your mother out of the house three years ago. Later, You entered the entertainment industry and struggled all the way until now. You fought with your stepmother and your concubine. When scandals continued, you even attracted a few bad peach blossoms. Miss Ning, with your tainted life experience Damn it, why do you call me mom now?"

"Our Lu family doesn't need any family marriage, but the Lu family's daughter-in-law must be from a well-known family, elegant, reserved, and noble. Which of the above do you meet?"

"Taking a step back, how much my son has paid for you during the six months since you have been married to me, and what have you given him? But you asked my son to clean up the bad things you caused yourself. If he goes to the UK for surgery, If an accident happens, you will kill him!"

"Ms. Ning, be considerate. You will also be a mother in the future. If your son marries such a daughter-in-law, will you like and accept it?"

Ning Qing couldn't say a word to refute, but Song Yajing was touching with her reasoning. The points she listed were all objective facts. From the perspective of a mother-in-law, her daughter-in-law was indeed very unpleasant.

What Song Yajing said was not exaggerated at all.

But, "Mom, I didn't choose my life experience and experiences, and the things you said are not all my fault. I know that he is the one who contributed to me being with Shaoming, and I couldn't even do it when he went to the UK for surgery. Stay with him, but mom, please believe that I love Shaoming, and I will be twice as kind to him in the future. I know I was wrong, and I will work hard to make up for it in the future."

Song Yajing was unmoved, she chuckled coldly, "Miss Ning, it's a pity that it's too late. My son has forgotten you, and you have no chance to make up for it."

This sentence touched Ning Qing's pain point, "Mom, where is Shaoming? Can you let me see him? I am his wife and we are married. This is also a fact."

"Ms. Ning's words are based on a marriage certificate. Are you confident? Since you are here, let's set a condition for your divorce."

Ning Qing shook her head and said firmly, "Mom, I won't get divorced!"

"Ha," Song Yajing's laughter contained sarcasm, "Miss Ning, in fact, I have always thought you are a smart person. Now while you still have leverage, I am still willing to meet your conditions, so you should just give up. I don't want to do anything to you, but once I do, you have to know that the Lu family's methods are not something you can bear. If your family and friends suffer because of you, you will lose both your life and wealth, and you won't even have time to regret it. "

Ning Qing took a step back. She didn't doubt Song Yajing's words at all. If she wanted to play, the entire Ning family, not even her friends, would be able to escape.

Song Yajing was already threatening her.

Now that Lu Shaoming has forgotten her, Song Ya can get rid of her quietly with just one sentence.

So what should she do?

She has passed that impulsive age, and now that she is completely defeated, she should find a way to turn the situation around.

"Mom, if I want to talk about divorce, can you let me see Shaoming first?" She wanted to see if Lu Shaoming really didn't remember her.

Song Yajing was silent for a few seconds, then raised her eyes, "Well, my son is back, just take a look."

At this time, the sound of a car sounded behind Ning Qing, and she turned to look.

…

An extended Lincoln luxury car drove over. Ning Qing stepped aside. The old butler opened the door and the luxury car drove into the manor.

When entering the door, because Song Yajing was there, the luxury car slowed down. The rear window slid down, and Ning Qing finally saw the familiar face.

Lu Shaoming sat in the back seat, his long legs habitually stacked up. He wore a white shirt and a dark blue plaid business vest. He was still handsome after not seeing him for ten days.

"Mom." Lu Shaoming spoke, his voice was low and mellow.

Everything was the same as in memory.

"Yeah." Song Yajing nodded, she looked at Ning Qing outside the door, and said to Lu Shaoming, "I have express mail in China, this is the girl who delivered the express mail to me."

Then Ning Qing saw Lu Shaoming looking at her.

The moment he slowly turned his head, Ning Qing felt that her heartbeat stopped.

She was nervous and expectant.

The man glanced at her, a careless glance, his deep eyes were full of strangeness and indifference, and there was no trace of warmth.

Ning Qing fell into the cold pond, without speaking, he just looked at her and she knew that he really forgot her.

Before Ning Qing could react, the Lincoln luxury car drove into the manor and disappeared in front of Ning Qing.

Ning Qing burst into tears in an instant.

…

"Ms. Ning, how is it? You have seen it. Now tell me your decision. My son doesn't recognize you anymore. You can only regard everything that happened in T City as a dream. I will send people to erase all traces. My son will not know that you have ever existed in his life."

Ning Qing covered her face with her two small hands, feeling the hot tears shuttle through her fingertips. She suddenly remembered that early summer last year, he appeared in front of her without warning.

Now the fate is so similar, but in just a moment, he is gone again.

Everything has returned to the starting point.

But at that time, no matter how difficult the life was, she kept a strong heart and lived a strong life. She would feel fulfilled for earning a few hundred yuan. Now she doesn't have to worry about money, but she feels so painful and difficult. She gave her heart to Lu Shaoming, and now she is gone with him.

Her whole heart is empty.

Ning Qing wiped her tears with her hands, and she looked at Song Yajing with red eyes, "Mom, please give me three months, really just three months, let me try, I want to help him regain his memory and let him fall in love with me again. If he doesn't love me, then I will let go and we will divorce."

Song Yajing's eyes flashed, "Miss Ning, why should I give you three months?"

Ning Qing stood up and looked at her, "Mom, even if you use tricks to deal with me, but if I show the marriage certificate to Shao Ming, the feelings are no longer there, but he is a responsible and responsible man. He will definitely check the past and will definitely be responsible for me. If this matter causes you and your son to be unhappy, it will be a loss."

"Give me three months, I won't tell him that I am his wife. If he falls in love with me again, please give us a chance. If not, then divorce, this is the best solution."

Song Yajing looked at Ning Qing straight in the eye. She was a smart girl who could put forward such conditions in such a situation.

It's a pity that she is not worthy of the Lu family.

"Okay, then three months." Song Yajing agreed.

She will never fall in love again, she is sure.

Ning Qing saw Song Yajing was about to turn around and leave, so she quickly spoke up and handed over the gift in her hand, "Mom, this is the gift I picked for you and Dad, please accept it."

Song Yajing gave the old housekeeper a look, and the old housekeeper came to receive the gift.

The door of the Lu family closed in front of her again.

…

When she was about to enter the villa gate, the old housekeeper asked Song Yajing, "Madam, how should I deal with this gift?"

Song Yajing walked into the villa without looking around, and said in a cold voice, "Throw it away."

"Yes."

…

Lu Shaoming stood on the balcony on the third floor. The balcony wall was covered with top-grade jade porcelain diamonds, and the balcony handrail was a milky white retro carved hollow fence, which was exquisite and elegant.

He put his hands in his trouser pockets, blew the wind, and looked down at the large swimming pool with blue sea and blue sky downstairs.

Suddenly, he remembered the girl who was standing by the door just now. When the car drove into the lawn, he accidentally glanced through the rearview mirror. The girl looked at his car with tears in her eyes.

Why is she crying?

His vision is very good, he can clearly see the crystal tears sliding down her delicate face, which looks like a crabapple, pitiful.

Why would she think of a stranger?

Lu Shaoming shook his head and suddenly felt a headache.

One hand gently pressed his temple. He had a car accident half a month ago. He didn't remember why the car accident happened. He couldn't think about it, because he would have a headache if he thought about it.

He had an operation in the UK, which was very successful. He needed to recuperate slowly. It was really strange. His days were like usual, but he felt that something was missing.

Oh, his heart was empty.

It was as if someone took away the most important thing he had placed on the tip of his heart.

But what was taken away?

Lu Shaoming looked out the gate of the manor and happened to see the girl turning around and leaving. She was wearing a long white sweater, black tights underneath, and a dark blue scarf around her neck. The sunset stretched her back very long. The back of the little girl was so lonely and lonely.

Lu Shaoming put his hand on his heart, frowned, and felt pain.

He felt...heartache.

At this time, a maid from the villa came in, holding a cup of coffee in her hand, which was the flavor Lu Shaoming liked.

The female servant was very beautiful, and her big, watery eyes glanced secretly and lovingly at the man in front of her. Her young master, in a white shirt and black trousers, looked like a sand painting standing on the flowery palace balcony. He was covered in It is filled with aristocratic elegance and charm.

Really the best among men.

The female servant stepped forward, offered the coffee with both hands, and said in a delicate and soft voice, "Master, your coffee."

Lu Shaoming took the coffee with his right hand and took a sip. He didn't look at her and said calmly, "Go down."

The female servant was very sad and disappointed, but she did not dare to disobey, so she turned around and left obediently.

When she walked to the door, Song Yajing happened to walk in, "Madam."

Song Yajing waved her hand and the female servant left.

…

Song Yajing walked up behind Lu Shaoming and said, "Shaoming, the Zhou family just called. You have been staying in T City for most of the year. It's rare to come back. Your Aunt Zhou and Zhilei both want to see you. I want to have a meal with you."

Lu Shaoming lowered his eyes, and his thick eyelashes, which were prettier than women, were half closed quietly and indifferently, "I don't have time, I have to fly back to T city in the next two days."

"What? Shaoming, there are no relatives of yours in T city, why do you always run there? Hurry up and end the business in T city, and move the focus of your life and career back to the United States."

Lu Shaoming raised his eyebrows but said nothing.

Song Yajing saw that he didn't deny knowing that this matter had become the sixth floor. He used to stay in T city because of Ning Qing. Now that he has forgotten Ning Qing, it is natural for him to return to the United States.

What she is most proud of in her life is such a son, but he has not listened to her discipline since he was a child and makes his own decisions on everything. Over the years, mother and son have drifted apart, and he is reserved and deep-minded, so she Don't know what he is thinking.

Fortunately, he is also filial.

He was the future heir of the Lu family, and all her hopes were placed on him.

"Shaoming, you are 31 years old this year. You should also consider marriage. Mom is waiting for you to help the Lu family. Mom thinks Zhi Lei is very good. We are family friends with the Zhou family. Mom also looks at Zhi Lei. When Lei grows up, you should have more contact with Zhilei. When the time is right, marry her home. "

Lu Shaoming put the coffee on the balcony, put his hands in his trouser pockets and said, "Mom, how many times have I told you, I have no feelings for her..."

"Then who do you have feelings for?" Song Yajing asked.

Lu Shaoming stopped talking. He raised his eyes and looked outside the gate of the manor. There was no one outside. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Song Yajing's heart sank when she saw him looking at the place where Ning Qing had stood just now, "Shaoming, you should know what kind of daughter-in-law mom wants. Your future wife will be the head matron of the Lu family!"

Lu Shaoming was silent for a few seconds, then the corners of his mouth curved into a thin smile, "Yes, I know."

Song Yajing relaxed. Her son was deep and wise. He knew what he wanted since he was a child. She didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup Ning Qing poured into him to make him marry her.

"It's good that you know, Mom told you to stop buds..."

Lu Shaoming turned around and left, "Mom, I still have work to do, so I'm going to the study first."

Song Ya was so calm that she couldn't do anything.

…

Ning Qing stayed in an American hotel for the night. She woke up very early in the morning, took a taxi and waited outside the Lu family manor.

At about seven o'clock, the extended Lincoln luxury car set off. Ning Qing said to the driver in English, "Follow the car in front."

Fifteen minutes later, the Lincoln sedan stopped in front of a high-end luxury store, and Ning Qing saw Lu Shaoming get out of the car.

Ning Qing paid the fare and got out of the car.

There were bodyguards guarding the entrance of the luxury store. Ning Qing couldn't get in, so she stood outside the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at Lu Shaoming inside.

He should have come for an inspection. Behind him were a group of people in suits and ties. There was a subordinate beside him who took a document and reported something to him. He nodded lightly and spoke occasionally.

He walked all the way inside, and Ning Qing followed him all the way outside the floor-to-ceiling window. Her eyes were wet, and her tears suddenly flowed down.

How much she wanted to see him, to make sure he was okay.

How did he operate in the UK? Did he miss her before entering the operating room?

Is he okay now?

Today he wore a light cyan shirt, a gray sweater on the outside, and black business trousers on the bottom. Although he was still tall and handsome, Ning Qing knew that he had lost weight again.

How much pain should he have had during the operation? How much pain did he suffer?

But she didn't know, she didn't know anything.

He spent the New Year with her, and she was so happy that she even let him wait until the fifth day before leaving.

Why is she such a heartless person?

He quickly ended the conversation and sat alone on the burgundy sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window. One of his strong arms rested on the armrest of the sofa. He frowned and pressed his temples.

Ning Qing was standing behind him, less than one meter away from him. Although there was a floor-to-ceiling window in the middle, her delicate white hands slowly climbed up the glass. She stroked him carefully along his firm and stylish outline. Husband, she husband…

It must be that he hasn't recovered from the surgery yet, because he has a headache.

He doesn't remember her, and he must have such a headache when recalling past events that he no longer remembers.

He rarely smiled, because the aura of coldness and nobleness about him became thicker. Look at the green residue on his strong jaw. This man had no one to shave him without his wife.

Ning Qing covered her mouth with her hands, afraid that she would cry out. She wanted to hug him and smooth his frowning eyebrows like before. She also wanted to tell him that it was okay, don't be afraid, amnesia is not a big deal, you have protected me for so long, this time it is finally my turn to protect you.

He slightly turned his handsome face, Ning Qing slowly bent down, kissed his red lips through the glass window, tears blurred her eyes, she said in her heart: Lu Shaoming, wait for me, I will definitely help you find the way home.