Qiu Yinong saw that his eyes darkened, and then said: "Behind your mother, are your father's little wives all from famous families?" ”

He looked away and uttered a one-word sound, "Hmm." ”

She looked at every look on his face, analyzed and understood some things, Ning Yu'an was scheming, he had already played with the marriage in the palm of his hand, although he was married to Ning Qiandong's mother, but he was out with other rich daughters, in the name of love, so that those rich daughters were happy, thinking that he was his true love, but he didn't know that he was actually just a spare tire, once something happened to the main room or the main family, one of them would become the object of consideration for the next marriage.

Since ancient times, the marriage of wealthy families has been the norm, but this kind of "far-sightedness" like Ning Yu's is really admirable and shocking.

Presumably, Ning Juexi and Ning Yunan lived outside with Fang Yunmei when they were children, and the concept that Ning Yu'an instilled in them was that his heart was always with them, so Ning Juexi and Ning Yunan had extremely admiration for this father since they were children.

The reason why Ning Juexi was willing to give Ning Yuan to settle Cheng Rui's matter is probably also related to this feeling.

It's just that the person who holds the altar again will eventually step down from the altar one day, Ning Juexi is afraid that he has long been disappointed in this father, and he has to take care of his mother, so he concealed the truth of the matter.

And telling this truth in front of her taught him that it was difficult to speak, after all, that person was his father.

Thinking of this floor, the cell phone she placed on the table rang twice, pushed him away, walked over and looked down to see that it was a message from Mrs. Jensen, and she quickly replied with a "good" word.

Putting down the phone again, she turned her head to look at the man with a smile on her face: "Marriage is indeed a shortcut, wasn't it the marriage between you and Zeng Yuying in the first place?" In this way, you may have several daughters as lovers outside, when do you plan to correct them? ”

He paced two steps towards her, his arms propped up on the corner of the table on either side of her, just encircled her in his arms, lowered his eyes to look down at her, and said in a low magnetic voice: "I am not my father, and I will not rely on these to expand my business empire." ”

She crawled her long hair with her fingers and said with a smile: "Are you alluding to your father's arbitrariness and self-serving, so he doesn't have much career territory in the prosperous dynasty?" On the contrary, it has expanded hundreds of times in your hands, and it has become a real estate giant, right? ”

He didn't seem to hear what she said, stared at her red lips one by one, and muttered obsessively: "Nong, I want to kiss you......"

She looked at him with a smile, her face leaned towards him, there was only half a centimeter between the lip flap and the lip piece, she quietly raised her foot and stepped on it hard, and suddenly the man's face changed greatly.

His feet hurt, she took the opportunity to be free, her fingers swiped the table, and she walked around the table and smiled heartlessly: "I will think about it for three days, and I will give you an answer in three days." ”

The man took a breath a little embarrassed, and said that ten fingers were connected to the heart, and she stepped on him not lightly just now, the Adam's apple slidied, stood up, and said methodically: "You think about yours, I'll give you time to think about it." Now I'll go cook the noodles, you go take a bath, and go to bed early after eating. ”

She looked at him warily: "I'll order takeout myself." ”

"Is takeout for people?" He lowered his head and rolled up the cuffs of his shirt, just now she was still standing, and a sly look flashed in her eyes: "Do you want me to take you to the bath?" ”

She looked down at her phone and ignored him.

Thinking that he would be interested, who knew that the phone was taken away, she was picked up by him and walked directly to the bathroom, turned on the shower, he reached out to test the temperature of the water, but his eyes stared straight at her.

She stood still, curled the corners of her lips and said, "Waiting for me to undress?" ”

He was ashamed: "I'll put water for you, cook noodles for you, and it's very reasonable for you to give some benefits." ”

She scoffed, reached out and shoved him out of the bathroom, slammed the door shut, locked it in a loud voice, and told him two words: Don't think!

The man stood at the bathroom door for a few seconds and quickly went out.

Hearing the footsteps outside, the expression on Qiu Yinong's face relaxed, and a layer of tiredness was also shrouded between his eyebrows.

Fifty minutes later, Qiu Yinong came to the dining table in pajamas and refreshed, Ning Juexi lowered his head and was fiddling with his mobile phone, as if he was dealing with business, heard her footsteps, and then put down the mobile phone and said lightly: "Eat." ”

She saw a golden fragrant fried rice on the plate in front of her, and she didn't ask how to change the noodles to fried rice, pulled out a chair and sat down, bowed her head and enjoyed it.

I remember that he disliked her fried rice last time, and the first time he ate it today, it smelled very fragrant, the appearance of the rice grains was full and loose, and the ingredients were cucumber grains, eggs, and beef grains, maybe she was too hungry, maybe it was too fragrant, and she didn't stop after eating the first bite.

In less than five minutes, all the fried rice was swept into his stomach, and the man opposite ate half of it slowly.

Putting down the spoon, she picked up the freshly squeezed juice next to her and drank some of it, and suddenly asked, "When do you plan to return it to me?" ”

He glanced up at her, "Anytime." ”

"I thought you would say let me marry you before you gave me back the pharmaceutical factory."

"I thought so." He smiled gently: "But I want to take the initiative to give it to you, you will be more grateful to me." ”

She pursed her lips: "Don't move the pharmaceutical factory for the time being, wait until I see the painting, and then make plans." ”

"Are you going to give it to her?"

"Hmm." She frowned: "I want to go and see it the day after tomorrow." ”

"I'll arrange it, and I'll accompany you when the time comes."

She shook her head, "No. ”

"Do you think you can enter the pharmaceutical factory without me?" He asked rhetorically.

She bit her lip, what he said made some sense, and that time she was stopped by the security guard at the door, "You say hello in advance, and I'll go in and take a look." ”

Her voice was not very resolute, nor begging, low and soft, mixed with a lot of coquettishness, he looked at her for a while, lowered his head and scooped a spoonful of fried rice, and said before bringing it to his lips: "Drink the juice." ”

Hearing his compromising voice, she obediently picked up the juice.

Half an hour later, when she turned around after washing the dishes, she saw him leaning against the door frame and looking at her, his eyes deep and long.

She wiped her hands clean, "You should go." ”

He smiled faintly, reached out and pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her on the cheek: "Good night!" ”

There was a sound of the door closing, and she bowed her head back to her room, where she was alone in the huge apartment, and the temperature was empty everywhere.

Tonight he solved the mystery in her heart, but left her with an even bigger mystery, that day in the lounge, Cheng Rui's voice was obviously flirting with him, as the saying goes, a slap doesn't make a sound, when he was burned, Cheng Rui's first thing to do should be to save people and rub medicine, and should not make that kind of sound, she heard more than one sound outside, why didn't he stop it?

Was she overthinking, or was there something unusual and ambiguous about them when they talked before?

Two days later, Qiu Yinong deliberately took a half-day off and drove to Lingcheng.

The day before yesterday, Mrs. Jensen sent a message telling her that she would take Sheng Yao's ashes to the town's cemetery today for formal burial.

When you arrive at the cemetery, there are not many cars parked in front of the cemetery, but the elongated Lincoln is quite eye-catching.

She parked the car, took a bouquet of carnations and a bouquet of chrysanthemums, lowered her head and tidied up the long black dress on her body, and then lifted her feet and walked up the mountain.

Qin Yuan came up to him: "Yinong, you are here, Sheng Yao's young wife has come over, brought some people from abroad, and plans to be buried next to your mother." ”

"I know, Uncle Qin." Qiu Yinong smiled, "That's what I'm here for today." ”

"We Chinese pay attention to the joint burial of husband and wife, what is the matter with the two of them buried together?"

"It's okay, Uncle Qin, they each have their own tombs, and they are not considered to be buried together. Besides, his wife doesn't mind, and we don't mind much, don't you think? ”

Yuan Chang Qin waved his hand: "Okay, anyway, you both have no opinion, and I have no opinion." ”

When the autumn mood arrived, he first put the carnation in his hand in front of his mother's tomb, and then passed through some people who came from afar to attend the funeral, and put the white chrysanthemum in front of Sheng Yao's tomb.

Mrs. Jensen, dressed in a dull black dress, nodded at Qiu Yinong, who looked back and smiled, walked to the corner, and waited for the funeral to begin.

The ashes are buried in it, and everything is settled. A priest was holding a Bible and reading: "...... He or she believes that your Son died and rose again; May he or she share in the blessings of your Son in the resurrection. This is for the sake of our Lord Jesus Christ, who is the Son and who is God, and you and the Holy Spirit, eternal life and eternal King. Amen! ”

Qiu Yinong listened quietly, once, her mother was also present at the funeral, read the same words, her mother did not believe in any religion, at that time, Qin Yuan saw that the funeral was shabby, out of sympathy, he invited a priest to come over, and said such a call, which was considered to be a decent arrangement for his mother's funeral.

Unexpectedly, more than ten years later, Sheng Yao was buried next to his mother, and they became companions.

Speaking of which, after so many years, she should also go to her grandfather's grave to see it. But let's do it another day, when I find the painting, bring Hee Hee, and make my grandfather happy and happy when the time comes.

Madame Jensen did not seem to be in a good mood to-day, and after the funeral was held, the guests from France came down one after another, and she was the only one who remained at the tomb.

Qiu Yinong can understand this mood, no matter how much she thought about it before, she really wants to separate, and from now on, half the world away, it is reasonable for Mrs. Jensen not to be sad and uncomfortable.

She didn't disturb Mrs. Jensen and Sheng Yao, squatted in front of her mother's grave and talked to her mother until her feet were numb, and then she slowly got up and walked down the mountain.

Bypassed a pine tree and bumped into Cheng Rui standing under the tree.

Cheng Rui seems to have come to the cemetery today to see the old man, dressed elegantly, and still looks weak and beautiful, but the look in his eyes is strange, as if he is soaked in a layer of resentment, and the garden where there are tombstones everywhere is particularly yin.