Cute wife is too delicious: President, please restrain

"Some time ago, my father and I became stiff, but then we made up again. A few days ago, he had an operation. I couldn't bear to... Give him the shares you gave me."

"Will you blame me?" Ning Qiaoqiao's white face was close to the cold stone tablet, and his eyes were a little hot: "but you blame me. You can't come out and quarrel with me, can you?"

The reason why she hasn't come here for a long time is that she doesn't dare to come at all.

Ning Qiaoqiao felt a needle pricking her in his chest when he was breathing: "by the way, I haven't told you that mother Zhang has died... Have you seen her? I think you've seen it. "

"In fact, a lot of things have happened to me recently, but I won't tell you one by one. I'm an adult and should have my own little secret, right?" Ning Qiaoqiao raised his hand and put it on the cold tombstone. After several meetings, he said, "Mom, I miss you so much."

“……”

Only the sound of the wind answered her.

Ning Qiao leaned against the tombstone and gradually closed his eyes. Tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

I don't know how long later, when Ning Qiao opened his eyes again, he saw that he was covered with a black suit.

She fell asleep? Whose suit is it?

Ning Qiao quickly stood up and suddenly saw a tall and straight figure standing with her back to her in front.

She is familiar with her figure.

"Are you awake?"

Hearing the news behind him, ran Wenxuan turned his head and looked at Ning Qiao with black eyes.

Ning Qiao was slightly stunned for a moment, returned to his senses, nodded, walked over and handed his clothes to ran Wenxuan: "Why are you here?"

"I'll come before you." Ran Wenxuan said, "I went down the mountain to borrow tools from the people living next to me. I didn't expect to see you fall asleep and sit on the ground to sleep. Joe, how confident are you about your body? Are you not afraid of illness? "

When ran Wenxuan said these words, his voice was spoiled and blamed.

Ning Qiaoqiao lowered his head somewhat unnaturally, turned his head to look at the tombstone behind him, and found that the weeds on the ground on both sides of the tomb had been removed, and the ground was cleaned up very smoothly.

It turned out that he said to borrow tools to weed the cemetery. Ning Qiaoqiao's eyes flashed, looked at people sincerely, and ran Wenxuan said, "thank you, brother Wenxuan."

Ran Wenxuan was stunned for two seconds before he reflected why Ning Qiao was thanking her. He looked at her and smiled sadly: "what I should do, after all, she is also my mother."

Ran Wenxuan was originally brought back by Ning Qiaoqiao's mother from the orphanage, and Ning Qiaoqiao's mother has always regarded him as her own, so ran Wenxuan has always called Ning Qiaoqiao's mother her mother, which is not pretending.

“……”

Ningqiao nodded and didn't say much.

"You seldom come here?" Ran Wenxuan looked at Xiang Ning Qiao for fear that she would think more. He added: "don't worry. I'm just asking. I saw weeds around the tomb. It looks like no one has been here for a long time, so I asked."

"I didn't think much." Ning Qiao smiled and looked away: "I really haven't been here for a long time."

Ran Wenxuan looked at Ning Qiaoqiao, who was only 18 years old, but there was not much green and beautiful face left. A flash of clarity flashed in his eyes. After a while, he said, "it's ok if you don't come, as long as you're always happy... This is also my mother's wish."

Mother's wish

Ning Qiao lowered his head and smiled, "yes, this is also my mother's wish."

She didn't want to discuss the problem again. Ning Qiao took a deep breath, turned his head and looked at ran Wenxuan: "I'm going back, and you?"

Ran Wenxuan glanced at the tombstone behind him and nodded, "let's go. I'll take you back to school."

Ning Qiaoqiao didn't refuse ran Wenxuan's proposal. Perhaps it was because his act of weeding in the cemetery today moved Ning Qiaoqiao.

At the foot of the mountain, ran Wenxuan first went to the house where he borrowed the hoe to return the tools, then hurried back to the car, opened the door and sat in.

"Are you impatient to wait?" Ran Wenxuan asked Ning Qiao as he buckled his seat belt.

Ning Qiao slightly hooked his lips: "no, I don't have class in the afternoon."

"Really." Ran Wenxuan said with a smile, "congratulations. You can play for a long time in the afternoon."

"I'm going to the florist." Ning Qiaoqiao looked at ran Wenxuan and smiled. She didn't reject ran Wenxuan so much today. Naturally, she talked more and said again: "what about you? Why are you so free today? Do you have time to come here? "

Ran Wenxuan's angry black eyes looked at the road ahead, turned his head, looked at Ning Qiao, smiled and said, "I wanted to come here long ago, but there were too many things to delay this time. I made an appointment with some friends in the afternoon, so I just took the time in the morning."

"Friends? What friend? " Ning Qiaoqiao asked in some surprise.

Ran Wenxuan did not hide it from her and explained, "do you remember my childhood when I was in junior high school? You have seen them, and they have asked me about you several times. "

Ning Qiaoqiao nodded. She forgot that ran Wenxuan had a group of good friends before going abroad. In the past, she always went to ran Wenxuan's school to find him, so she was familiar with those people, but she didn't see them for so many years. Ning Qiaoqiao couldn't remember what those people looked like for a moment.

"I just made an appointment with them. Anyway, you don't have classes in the afternoon. Why don't you go with me or let them all meet you."

See her?

Ning Qiao shook his head and said, "forget it, next time, I'll go to the florist to work."

Although ran Wenxuan was disappointed, he didn't dare to force.

After all, Ning Qiaoqiao's attitude towards him is a little better. He can't make too rapid progress now, otherwise he will scare Ning Qiaoqiao as before, but it will be the opposite.

"Well, I'll take you to the florist." Ran Wenxuan smiled.

Ning Qiaoqiao glanced at ran Wenxuan, suddenly moved his body, turned sideways and looked at him, and asked, "by the way, how's dad's body? Did the results come out? "

Ran Wenxuan's black eyes flashed. He looked straight at the road ahead, shook his head and said, "the inspection results haven't come out yet, but my father's body has recovered well, and aunt Zhao has been taking care of it."

Speaking of Zhao Meihua, Ning Qiao frowned and lost interest in conversation.

However, since she already knew that ran Guotao was in good health, she had nothing to ask.

"Joe, you don't have to worry. My brother always cares about the company. He won't take what belongs to you when they take it away."

Ran Wenxuan mentioned the old things again, and his eyes were very firm.

Ning Qiao was stunned for a moment, frowned at ran Wenxuan and said, "I asked you not to mean that. I'm worried... Forget it. When Dad's inspection results come out, you'll call me and let me know."