This night, Tang Ning also couldn't sleep, and her mind was full of two people all night.

One is Yang Ying, whenever she thinks of meeting Yang Ying again, she is overjoyed, her mother has passed away, and she has become a person in charge, but deep down, she still longs for someone to take care of and support, Yang Ying has always been her strong backing.

The other is Nie Zheng, Yang Ying actually forgot him, she can simulate Nie Zheng's sadness, and even imagine that Nie Zheng must have been hiding in the toilet and crying this night, a domineering person like him, even if he cries, he doesn't want people to see it.

At six o'clock in the morning, Qingqing just turned around, and when she was about to get up to "make a break", she had already been caught by Tang Ning, Tang Ning didn't sleep at all, she and Qingqing walked out of the room like koalas, she planned to buy breakfast, Nie Zheng was not in the mood to make breakfast anyway.

"Daddy, Daddy!" Qingqing exclaimed loudly, "What breakfast did you have this morning?"

"Qingqing, can my aunt go downstairs with you to buy breakfast for Dad?"

Tang Ning knows Qingqing's character, if she says that her father doesn't make breakfast this morning, she will definitely pout, but when she goes to buy breakfast with her, this playful little girl must be very happy, and she also buys breakfast for her father, she has Yang Ying's genes in her bones, and she will enjoy taking care of her father.

"Wonton noodles! Two lazy worms hurry up to brush their teeth and wash their faces!"

Nie Zheng walked out of the kitchen indifferently, with three bowls of yellow and clear noodles on the tray in his hand.

"Yay!" Qingqing raised her hands high, "Lao Mian!"

Tang Ning looked at Nie Zheng suspiciously, and Qingqing looked up at her aunt, who also looked sideways at her father like her, but she was smiling.

"Look at what!"

“Good morning！”

Nie Zheng and Tang Ning's nonsensical answer made Qingqing "giggle", and Tang Ning picked her up, "What are you laughing at, you little chubby girl, grab you and wash your little stinky face!"

Tang Ning and Qingqing lay on the table in the same posture, quietly admiring Nie Zheng's noodles, not knowing how to start.

The noodles are rolled into the shape of a small mountain, which is very beautiful, but there are no wontons in sight, and next to each bowl of noodles is a bowl of soup, a small dish of red Zhejiang vinegar, a small dish of soy sauce, and a small dish of white paste-like objects.

"This is lard!" Nie Zhen pointed to the white paste-like object, "The noodles are still hot, first put the lard in, melt it, mix well, then put the soy sauce, and finally enlarge the red Zhejiang vinegar, the soup is the taste of eating noodles and drinking..."

Nie Zheng made such a delicate breakfast, and Yang Ying's affairs didn't seem to have the slightest impact on him.

"Where's the ravioli?" was Downing's biggest concern.

"Where's the ravioli?" Qingqing said dissatisfied.

"Two gluttonous pigs!" Nie Zheng said with a smile, "In the inside of the noodles, so that the temperature can be maintained, and it will not taste good when it is cold, there are four wontons in it, and the authentic name is 'fine rong'....."

"Why don't you like Rong? Qingqing likes Rong!"

Qingqing asked a question, which was also what Tang Ning wanted to ask, but she felt very bored, even a little unreasonable, and didn't dare to ask.

"Do you know what Da Rong is?

Nie Zheng gave up the explanation, and the two beauties were already eating noodles beautifully, and they didn't care what he explained as "fine rong" or "big rong". (In fact, this is a name for Guangzhou wonton noodles, there is no such name for the noodles, it is the author himself who transfers flowers and grafts, as for why it is called like this, interested friends can find out for themselves, I will not explain it here)

Drip--drip-drip

The TV was filled with breaking news.

"Everyone, a man who lifts the world, a song "Little Hands Holding Big Hands" has become a hot topic in the city, today at the Four Seasons Hotel, the original singer Zhao Xiaoying is going to sign an endorsement advertisement with a certain brand of chocolate, let us take the lead in interviewing the behind-the-scenes promoter of Galaxy Entertainment, the mysterious beauty CEO - Sister Reachel!"

"Auntie, aunt!" Qingqing happily pointed to the TV screen, and her two little hands each pulled Nie Zheng and Tang Ning.

"Nie Zheng! She's Yang... You..."

Tang Ning recognized Yang Ying at a glance, she cried out excitedly, but there was a warm feeling in her hand, and her little hand was held by Nie Zheng, which frightened her heart, and then she understood, it is not yet to let Qingqing know about her mother, in case there are any variables, wouldn't it make the little guy have a childhood shadow.

Downing's attention turned quickly, and he suddenly knelt down in front of the TV, his hands still tightly pulling on the bottom of his shirt to prevent him from going out.

She stared at the boss with a pair of apricot eyes, and even said: "Nie Zheng, you see, she hasn't changed in the past few years, she is still so beautiful, ah, she dares to go on TV without makeup, she is really naturally beautiful..."

This is the woman ....

Nie Zheng looked at the TV screen blankly, he naturally recognized the woman inside, Yang Ying was indeed the same as six years ago, no, it should be said that she was more attractive.

"Nie Zheng, my name is Yang Ying, you must not forget my face for the rest of your life...."

Yang Ying's words six years ago appeared in Nie Zheng's mind again, "Naturally, I can't forget you." ”

Nie Zheng whispered to himself, Yang Ying's thousands of charms and gentleness that night were just like what happened last night.

"Nie Zheng, don't you feel a little bit?"

Tang Ning finally said the mystery in her heart, this morning's breakfast was too delicious, and she couldn't see Nie Zheng feeling a little sad, which she couldn't accept, after all, he was her best friend Yang Ying's first man, for some reason, she was not afraid of Nie Zheng at all, but had a sense of family, so she questioned it.

"Yes!

Nie Zheng's answer was also very crisp.

"I'm going to the Four Seasons!"

"Go, go!"

Tang Ning knew that Yang Ying didn't like others to disturb her in doing things, even if she was the closest person, but at this moment, she had already overwhelmed her reason with her feelings, and she just wanted Nie Zheng to appear in front of Yang Ying quickly.

"Well, the brisket is stewed in the refrigerator, you can eat it when you cook it hot for lunch, and there is a plate of salad in the refrigerator, Qingqing can't eat too much, the child's stomach can't stand it, by the way, it's the lard residue salad you said you wanted to eat last time, there is salad dressing, you don't have to decide for yourself..."

"Nie Zheng!" Tang Ning said in surprise: "You decided to go to the Four Seasons Hotel early in the morning, but why does he still have the heart to cook for us?

"Otherwise?" Nie Zheng shook his hand and walked out of the door, "Qingqing can't cook, and you can't..."

Tang Ning was stunned, this is what a man should do, no matter what happens, whether he is happy or sad, he must take care of his family, this is the legendary sense of security!

In any emergency, Nie Zheng is used to relying on himself, and the same is true for rushing to the Four Seasons Hotel at the moment, he didn't use any means of transportation, but ran directly.

The Four Seasons Hotel, about five kilometres from his residence, is not a problem for him, and at this moment, he also needs the baptism of the wind, and he likes the feeling of the breeze on his face when he runs, and he wants to calm himself down.

The road to the Four Seasons was unobstructed, and he ran as fast as he could, and things on both sides kept receiving, and his heart slowly became calm.

Sou!

Nie Zheng's footsteps stopped abruptly, he slowly took two steps back, a black nanny car parked on the side of the road, and he clearly heard a "cough cough" sound.

This is the feeling of a killer, and ordinary people can't hear it anyway, and even if they hear it, they won't feel strange.

Nie Zheng was sure that the sound was a muffled sound coming from his throat, and he was very sure that the people in the car were gagged with something.

Nie Zheng didn't think much about it, took off his shirt, wrapped his fist, bang, the explosion-proof film couldn't stop his powerful punch at all.

As the car departed, Nie Zheng opened the door and stuffed a middle-aged man under the seat, his hands and feet were tied, and a stinky sock was stuffed in his mouth.

"Call the police! Call the police!" As soon as the socks blurted out, the middle-aged man shouted excitedly, "Zhao Xiaoying has been kidnapped!"