Chapter 469 Finale (5)

After the Yifan press conference, Yue Wanqing took Zhou Heng to the flower field of Yifan Winery, where the flower seeds had just been planted and green buds sprouted up.

Since his grandmother passed away, Zhou Heng has been aging day by day. He could barely walk a few steps during the press conference, and now he needs to sit in a wheelchair.

Zhou Heng looked at the little buds and asked, "What kind of flower are these?"

Ning Qing stepped forward and said softly, "Grandpa, these are the seeds of dandelions."

"Dandelions? Okay, okay..." Zhou Heng showed an old smile and looked up into the distance. "This is the center of the city. In two or three months, dandelions will fill the entire city like snowflakes. By then, it's time to How beautiful is it?”

Yue Wanqing endured the sadness in her heart and said with a smile, "Dad, you won't know until two or three months."

Zhou Heng shook his head, "I'm afraid I can't wait any longer."

Yue Wanqing's eyes quickly filled with tears.

Zhou Heng slowly looked back and looked at Zhou Dayuan, who was walking slowly to the side.

He stretched out his old right hand and said, "Da Yuan, it's already this time, aren't you still willing to call me... dad?"

Zhou Dayuan's face was solemn and sad. He slowly knelt down, held Zhou Heng's extended hand, and said with difficulty, "Dad."

"Okay, okay," Zhou Heng nodded, "Good boy, all the right and wrong in the past are all adults' fault and have nothing to do with you. You are innocent and are my son. With you and Doudou, dad will have no regrets. ”

Yue Wanqing also squatted down. She reached out and held the hands of the father and son, and choked up.

Zhou Heng held the siblings' hands tightly and whispered, "Doudou, you are the elder sister. Dayuan has not had a mother since he was a child. Now I have to leave. My eldest sister is like my mother. You have to take good care of him in the future." Dayuan, you are the man of the family. When I leave, you will be the backbone of the Zhou family. I will leave Doudou to you."

Zhou Dayuan and Yue Wanqing both nodded, "Dad, don't worry, we are a family."

"Okay, in this life, I admit that I have made a mistake. I am sorry for Xiao Hui. Now I will go to her and apologize to her... I have Qingqing in the winery and you two in the Zhou family. Dad can rest assured."

Zhou Dayuan was heartbroken. He moved his thin lips to speak, but could not say a word.

Zhou Heng raised his head and looked at the blue sky and white clouds. He could imagine the prosperous scene of the summer breeze blowing and dandelions floating across the earth.

What he couldn't do, his descendants have done. What regrets does he have in this life?

Zhou Heng slowly closed his eyes.

Three months later, spring has passed and summer has come.

Ning Qing officially handed over the studio to Xiao Zhou, and she gradually faded out of the entertainment industry and devoted herself to the red wine business.

That day she returned to Banmingxuan Villa, but met an uninvited guest outside the villa.

Zhou Zhilei.

Ning Qing glanced at Zhou Zhilei, a little unable to recognize her. Zhou Zhilei still looked as proud as she was six months ago. Her face was sallow, and her whole body was as thin as a wooden pole. There were dark spots under her eyes. Blue, dull and cloudy eyes look like he is mentally disturbed.

When Zhou Zhilei saw her, she was very excited. She wanted to rush forward to catch Ning Qing, but was restrained by the security guards of the villa. She was gibbering, "Ning Qing, you are the one who harmed me. You will kill me." It’s what it is now.”

Ning Qing found it funny. She straightened her slender waist and said, "Zhou Zhilei, tell me, how did I hurt you? Didn't I give you the Zhou family winery and property you wanted?"

"Ning Qing, where did you give it to me? How much you gave me, now I am vomiting it back. You have snatched away all the customers Zhou's red wine cooperates with, and even the raw material suppliers have broken the contract and do not want to cooperate with me. Production If the supply is not enough, the entire red wine industry chain will be cut off. You are suppressing me in the market again. The wine cannot be sold. I have difficulty with capital turnover. The bank has closed down my company a few days ago. Even if I can't get credit, they have frozen it. All my accounts and properties, Ning Qing, I have nothing now."

Ning Qing raised her eyebrows and said with a clear and calm smile, "Zhou Zhilei, this is the survival of the fittest in the market. You have the ability to take away the Zhou family, but why can't you protect it? I originally gave everything to the Zhou family. You, why, I still want to ensure that you will be rich and prosperous for the rest of your life?"

Ning Qing took two steps forward as she spoke, a pair of autumn eyes falling on her downcast body, "Tsk tsk, you have nothing? Zhou Zhilei, you still have a choice. Your dad is a beggar. If your dad goes back to his old career and takes his wife and daughter with him, If you beg, you will not die of hunger."

"You!" Zhou Zhilei was so angry that she suddenly cried again. She covered her face with her hands and cried in pain, "Ning Qing, my parents are already in jail. I know that this is all your conspiracy. , even if it’s not you, it’s Lu Shaoming, he won’t make it easy for us.”

Her parents are in jail?

Ning Qing really didn't know.

She wasn't free enough to care about those two rotten people.

Zhou Zhilei suddenly collapsed on the ground, "What should I do now? There is no one around me, and no one even wants to talk to me. I have nightmares every night. I dream that Tang Xueli is back, and he brings Seeing those men come to torture me again, I feel so painful and scared. What’s the point of living? It’s simply worse than being dead. I don’t dare to sleep. I’m no longer a human being or a ghost.”

Ning Qing was not in the mood to listen to her talk here. She looked at the security guard and said, "Drag her out and throw her into the street."

"Yes, Mrs. Lu." The security guard replied respectfully.

Ning Qing walked into the villa door.

Aunt Yang prepared dinner, and around 7 o'clock, Lu Shaoming came back with Xiao Jinwen.

When Ning Qing saw her son, she quickly knelt down and reached out to hug him, "Xiao Jinwen, give him a hug."

"Don't hug me, Mom, I'm going to take a shower." Xiao Jinwen was sweating all over, and he ran up the stairs, and Aunt Yang quickly followed.

Ning Qing shook her head helplessly. She walked to Lu Shaoming and took the briefcase from his hand, "What did Xiao Jinwen do today to sweat so much?"

Lu Shaoming changed his shoes at the entrance, then raised his hand to unbutton the first button of his black shirt. The button was at the collar, so he raised his head slightly, revealing his male Adam's apple, delicate and sexy, "I'm going out today. After some socializing, Zhu Rui played football with him for a while.”

"Oh." Ning Qing responded, and then she smelled the faint smell of alcohol on his body, "Have you been drinking?"

"Well, drink a little, I'm going to take a shower first." Lu Shaoming walked towards the bedroom upstairs.

Ning Qing put his briefcase in the study room and then entered the bedroom. The door to the bathroom was open and there was air conditioning coming from inside. She walked to the closet and took a pair of home clothes and sent them in.

When he walked into the shower room, he saw that the frosted glass door was half open, revealing his entire elegant back. He was washing his hair and bent over, and the water droplets splashed on his strong arched muscles. Another person.

Ning Qing quickly blushed, fascinated by his masculine appearance.

Putting her clothes and pants in a clean bamboo basket, she turned around and wanted to leave.

But then the man who was taking a shower inside looked over and said, "Come back."

Ning Qing paused and looked sideways at him.

The man in the mist stretched out his right hand to her, and those hard, cold short hair fell on his forehead, very wild, and he looked at her with bright eyes covered with a layer of water vapor. .

Ning Qing shuddered, bit her pink lips with her scallop-like teeth, and shook her head.

no…

Lu Shaoming frowned calmly, with displeasure in his serious expression, "Mrs."

Ning Qing quickly lowered her head and went in.

She didn't know how to say no.

As soon as one foot stepped in, her slender waist was tightly held by him. The cold water poured on her body and she let out an "ah". Before she could get used to it, her whole body was turned over by him...

"Madam, how long has it been? I don't know if it will be useful if the drought continues..." The man frowned and closed his eyes.

More than half an hour later, Ning Qing was lying on the soft quilt. The man was leaning on the bedside, smoking. He was blowing out circles of smoke in the curls of green smoke. His naked upper body still had scratches from love.

She is not a woman who likes to catch people, she is really anxious because of him.

Lu Shaoming held the cigarette in his mouth and took a drag. Some ash fell on the sheets. He flicked it away slowly and turned to glance at the woman's angry and embarrassed back. He lazily leaned against the bedside, with a smile on his handsome eyebrows. The Qingtide that has not subsided said, "Are you really angry? Calculate how long it has been since the last time, and you are still aggrieved and won't let me touch you?"

In the past six months, her grandparents have passed away one after another, and the entire Ning family has been shrouded in sadness. She spent a lot of time with her mother, but she did neglect him.

However, Ning Qing refused. She pouted her red lips that were swollen from his kisses and said softly, "Don't make excuses. I think you just used alcohol to commit murder."

He was like this every time, overbearing and demanding without hesitation. He only cared about his own comfort. When he felt comfortable, he would come to comfort her again.

Just now in the bathroom, Xiao Jinwen knocked on the door. She kept begging him, but he would never let go. He slapped her impatiently and said to her in an evil tone, "It's natural for my son to not open the door when he sees it." He can walk, he’s used to it.”

Is this what his father said?

So shameless.

Lu Shaoming took the last drag of his cigarette and stubbed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray with two fingers. He turned sideways and reached over with a long arm to turn her over in his arms. He coaxed her in a low and doting voice, "Okay, little madam. "Aren't you angry? It took too long and I really can't bear it. I apologize to you."

Hearing his apology, Ning Qing felt a little more comfortable. Her small green hands climbed onto his chest, "Honey, I met Zhou Zhilei today."

"Huh?" He snorted, without even opening his eyes, and just curled his long fingers into her hair to smell it.

"Are Zhou Zhilei's parents in jail? And I think Zhou Zhilei is not in a normal state of mind and is in a trance...does this have anything to do with you?"

Lu Shaoming pulled the quilt to cover her small shoulders, and kissed her hair again and again, "Well... Ever since Zhou Dao got the Zhou family's wealth, he has become a little ecstasy. I asked someone to kowtow to him. He got some medicine and arranged a woman for him. Kong Lan couldn't bear the anger and went to make trouble on the spot. The matter was so big that the two of them were imprisoned and never thought of getting out... As for Zhou Zhilei, she I have something going on in my heart, so I sent someone to pretend to be Tang Xueli and scare her all night long. Hey, she won’t last long if she looks like that.”