My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

After entering the airport gate, Ning Qing and Lu Shaoming separated. Now Lu Shaoming walked forward to pick up Song Yajing, and Ning Qing stood by and watched quietly.

The woman next to Song Ya Jing, Ning Qing knows that the only granddaughter of the King of the World Winery, Zhou Shulai.

Zhou Jia's red wine is famous in the world, its name is countless wineries, Zhou Jia and Lu Jia are socialists, Lu Shaoming and Zhou Zhuo Lai are also green plum bamboo horses.

Zhou Zhuolai is a beautiful woman with a dual master's degree from a prestigious university. After graduation, she entered the winery with excellent work results and is a strong woman of a charm.

Ning Qing remembered Song Ya Jing's daughter-in-law's standard, famous, elegant and noble, this is about Zhou Zhuo Lei.

Standard Girlfriend Show, Famous Door Sook Woman.

“Ma.” Lu Shaoming took over Song Ya Jing's luggage and glanced at Zhou Xiaolai again, "Xiaolai. ”

“Brother Ming.” Forgive me, Zhou Zhuo Zhuolai, who again held solemnly, saw that Lu Shaoming was all slightly reddish, one pair of eyes tender.

Lu Shaoming had long been familiar with such a look. He turned a blind eye and had no expression.

“Ming,” Song Ya Jing saw Zhou Zhuo Zhuo Lai's feelings for her son written on her face. She smiled with satisfaction. “This time, Mom came to T City to see you stop Lai and followed her. I think this is fine. Young people can easily cultivate feelings together. ”

“Mom, I have a reservation at the hotel. Let's go to dinner.” Lu Shaoming shifted the subject directly and walked beside Song Ya Jing.

Song Jingya knew her son had a point, but the speed of desire was not enough. She smiled and patted Zhou Zhi Lai holding her arm in the small hand, “Stop Lai, go, our family went to dinner. ”

This “family” made Zhou Shulai smile shyly. She couldn't help but glance at Lu Shaoming again.

Lu Shaoming thought this kind of thing was normal, but for the first time, Ning Qing saw it. She stood by and looked at it. Her heart felt as if acid water had poured out.

Her husband, her mother-in-law, was standing next to another woman at the moment.

I heard that Lai Zhou was 26 years old this year. She was really obsessed with Lu Shaoming in order to wait for him to survive his youth.

Song Ya Jing walked to the door and rubbed her shoulders by Ning Qing's side. She saw that Ning Qing's face was not very pretty. She whispered to Lu Shaoming, “Ming, you need to see the people around you. For those women who deliberately approach you with no good intentions, you need to keep your distance. Not everyone in the Lu family's door can come in at will. ”

Without looking at Ning Qing, Lu Shaoming walked away from Ning Qing like a fierce wind. "Well, Mom, I have a point. ”

……

Ning Qing stepped out of the airport gate, and she watched as Gentleman Lu Shaoming opened the back door. Song Yajing and Zhou Zhuo Lei sat in and Bentley raced away.

Ning Qing waved a taxi quickly, "Master, keep up with the Bentley in front. ”

……

In Bentley's car, Lu Shaoming drove. After Song Yajing and Zhou Zhuo Lei talked, he didn't hear a word.

He looked through the rearview mirror at the taxi that was following him, and suddenly he wondered what the girl was doing with him.

……

Ten minutes later, Bentley parked in front of a hotel and the three of them stepped out of the car and sat by the window in the hotel lobby.

The waiter served the dishes, because Lu Shaoming didn't drink, he just poured a drink and lifted the cup. He saw the girl on the window.

She stood on the side of the road and looked at it silly.

Is she watching him?

Lu Shaoming knew she was looking at herself!

“Ming, Ming...” Song Yajing across the street called him.

“Hmm?” he replied lazily.

Song Ya Jing muttered dissatisfied, “Ming, I came to see you. Why didn't you say a word like you were distracted? ”

“Mom, didn't you find someone to talk to? What else do you want me to say? ”

“The child...”

“Auntie, don't be angry. Brother Ming is the one with this personality. By the way, Auntie, why didn't Uncle come back this time?” Zhou Zhuolai was accustomed to Lu Shaoming's indifference, and she gently persuaded Song Yajing.

“Your uncle was busy with his work. Didn't he say he was going to some of the finest wine banquets in Europe with your grandfather a while ago? Your uncle matches your grandfather's personality very well. That feels like a father and son...”

Song Yajing and Zhou Zhuo Lei chatted. Lu Shaoming picked up the chopsticks and clamped a piece of dried fragrance in the plate. He had no appetite. His eyes fell so uncontrollably on the glass window.

A few drops of hazy rain came on the glass window sometime. Lu Shaoming looked up and it was raining outside.

He lowered his chopsticks completely to the side of his eyes, and the girl looked down at her toes, perhaps feeling cold, and her two slim arms surrounded her waist.

Lu Shaoming's breathing was a little unstable. He raised his hand and was ready to call the waiter.

But it hasn't come out yet, and the girl outside the glass window is surrounded by a few passionate little fans, all entwined with her signature.

She signed with a shallow corner of her mouth, and a fan gave her an umbrella.

She flanked herself, slowly releasing her umbrella, an umbrella with a light purple lace.

She stood there for a few seconds, not looking at him, but lifting her legs away.

Two steps away, there was a stall on the side of the road where she pulled a few coins out of her pocket and bought a strawberry-flavored canteen.

Lu Shaoming looked at her. She held an umbrella with her hands, dropped her eyes, and a few strands of hair on her cheeks outlined her soft, delicate little face. She looked like a kitten who had been dumped on the side of the road. She stretched out her pink tongue and licked the butter of the dessert tube. She ate it and wept.

Yes, she cried again.

Lu Shaoming only blamed himself for his good gaze. He clearly saw her brightly colored red red red lips shaking helplessly twice. Roadside people hit her shoulder, and she didn't lift her head. She went away crying and eating a confectioner.

Lu Shaoming closed his eyes and used some force to open his eyes.

Opposite Song Ya Jing noticed his son's anomaly and asked, “Ming, what's wrong with you, are you having a headache again? ”

“Brother Ming, should I call my brother, he...”

Lu Shaoming caressed his forehead. His handsome face was a little pale. He stood up and said, "Mom, I have a headache. Eat slowly. I'll go back first. ”

“Mindfulness. ”

“Brother Ming. ” …

……

Lu Shaoming got in the Bentley car, he really had a headache, accompanied by the feeling that his heart was stung by a bee.

When he pressed his thumb against the temple, his phone rang and it was Zhou Dayuan's phone.

Zhou Dayuan is Zhou Zhuo Lei's own brother. He is very close to him. Zhou Dayuan graduated from Harvard Medical School and stayed in the UK as a doctor after graduation. He is now 30 years old and is already a medical professor. He is the attending physician for this British surgery.

Lu Shaoming picked up the phone and frowned. “Hello, Dayuan. ”

Zhou Dayuan immediately heard the anomaly in his speech. His voice was clean and gentle. "Ming, what's wrong with you? Are you having another headache? ”

“Mm-hmm." Major Lu nodded.

“I've already told you that your major illness is in need of rest and recuperation, not suitable for immediate work, and that surgery leads to partial memory loss, so don't force yourself to recall what happened before. ”

Lu Shaoming put his head against the seat a little decadent. He said to himself, “Dayuan, what exactly are the memories you said I lost? Why do I feel my heart is empty, everything around me has changed, and..."

And there was that girl that started to make him feel heartbroken.

……

Ning Qing lifted her head after eating a confectioner and she realized she had gone to Half Tealeaf Villa.

She stepped up the stairs and stood in the corridor outside the villa gate.

This corridor carries many memories. She used to stand here several times waiting for Shao Ming to come home and pounce her barefoot into his arms...

Now people go to the sky, the villa no longer has warm lights, the lawn is cold, the villa is dark and there is ancient watery silence everywhere.

Slim white hands inch by inch touched the sandalwood carved door, tired, she sat on the stairs and buried her little face in her knees.

Her name is Lu Shaoming.

When will her Master Lu be back?

Three months.

The time is so short.

Will he fall in love with her again?

She admitted that she had been deeply stabbed by the scene in the hotel, and the three of them sat together with a bright light, and she stood alone, standing in the rain, her grandmother did not like her, and another woman appeared beside him.

She was jealous and jealous.

Lu Shaoming, does he know that she is his little wife, he can only belong to her?

……

Xiao Zhou got off the nanny car, she looked at the person curling up the stairs in a small group and rushed up to the front, “Ning Qing, why are you here? I can't get through your phone. I can't find you. Everyone is dying in a hurry. It's raining now. You don't parachute. You're all wet. Come back with me. Don't catch a cold. ”

Ning Qing slowed her head. She looked at Zhou and said, “Zhou, I thought about it. ”

“What?”

“I thought of a better ad for Blackjack. ”

If Zhou doesn't listen, she quickly picked up Ning Qing. She touched Ning Qing's forehead and said, “Ning Qing, did you have a fever that broke your brain? You're sitting here thinking about the White House ad? Come with me. ”

Zhou held Ning Qing's small hand and took her to the car.

……

Ning Qing wiped the water beads off her hair and wrapped another wool blanket. Zhou handed her warm milk tea and Ning Qing had a sip.

“Delicious, thank you Cho. ”

Watching Ning Qing smile without heart and lungs, Zhou felt wet in his eyes. Ning Qing has always been a strong girl, but when no one else, she would lock herself up and lick her wound.

“Ning Qing, if you are sad, say that you came to this old love nest with Lu Shao just to remember the past, don't say advertisements to scare me. ”

Ning Qing smiled innocently, “Zhou, I really thought of a good ad. I want Less to fall in love with me again in three months, but only if I give something to love. He's not a superficial person, he doesn't love me for a few laps with my pretty little face, so I'm going to show him my grades. When he has me in his eyes, are you afraid he won't have me? ”

Zhou Zhou was so relieved. Ning Qing was normal. She was curious, "Ning Qing, what good idea did you have? ”

Ning Qing's mysterious blink of an eye leaned into the back seat with milk tea.

Lu Shaoming, prepare to hand over your heart!

……

The next day, go to Guangdong, Ning Qing went straight to Ye Ting's office.

“Manager Ye, I came up with a better advertising film for Blanche. ”

“Oh, really?” Ye Ting didn't expect Ning Qing to really take this seriously. She responded with a resounding voice and continued the work at hand.

“Manager Ye, let's turn the T-stage show directly into a play, and then put an ad for Blanc in the play. ”

Ye Ting looked up from a bunch of project schedules, and she was surprised to ask, "What, an ad? Ning Qing, what are you thinking, embedding ads is a thing that doesn't get on the stage, that is, the operation of the dark box, you are now going to market Blanc in the theatre in the form of embedded ads? By then, everyone's attention will be focused on the play, and Blaine will have become a partner, and you will be the upside down. ”

“How can that be?” Ning Qing's white face was filled with confident and self-absorbing glow, she slowly explained, "I wrote the script of this play myself, it must have been caused by Blaine. The drama combined with the modern beauty of T-Taiwan and the plasticity of the story, we invited the entertainment industry to become the red heavenly emperor later to play, and made a star effect. ”

“Secondly, while the placement of ads is not on the table, you cannot deny that the placement of ads has blossomed and is now much more controversial. We are now officially moving the embedded ads onto the screen, using controversy and public opinion to stir up hot topics, the more controversial the red, the more definitely White Lai can explode the market. ”

“Finally, the fixed pattern of advertising in recent years has been T-stage walking shows plus advertising films, so why can't we drive innovation? Different standards, bold ideas, courage to try are the fresh blood needed in the market today, we can be leaders and start a new era in advertising. ”

Ye Ting chuckled. Honestly, she didn't put Ning Qing's approach to heart until yesterday, because there is a specialty in the art industry, Ning Qing is not familiar with this piece.

But she found herself wrong. Ning Qing seemed to have gone back to the media school to further study marketing and production. She had to say that she was bold and novel in her counter-intuitive ways.

Why didn't she think of that?

Ye Ting was a little frustrated. As a proud son of Harvard, her abilities were well known. She could anticipate the tremendous reputational benefits of a successful drama ad if she listened to Ning Qing's approach.

It has always been imitated, never transcended, azimuthal legend.

Will Blaine be that legend?

Ye Ting coughed and covered up the shock in her heart. She asked, "What is the subject of this White Tale ad? Have you thought about it? ”

“Well," Nodded Ning Qing, looking up at the bright sunshine outside the floor-to-ceiling window, chuckling, "White Lai's theme is --a love hunt. ”

Ye Ting silenced for a few seconds, “This method is difficult to operate. Go back and make a set of specific embodiments, and I will see if it is feasible to discuss with the team. ”

“Okay.” Ning Qing nodded quickly, seeing as there was hope.