My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Zhou Zhi Lai's face was completely cold, cold and stinging, “Oh,” she grinned, walking two steps closer to Ning Qing, "I let you participate in the wine competition? Can you compensate me for what I've been through? ”

Zhou Zhuo Lai reached out and pulled off the collar of the black suit. A large piece of breast under her clavicle appeared in front of Ning Qing.

Ning Qing glanced and twisted his eyebrows.

Zhou Zhi Lai's skin is crawling with ugly burn scars and very ugly.

Zhou Zhuo Lai's face became distorted and his eyes filled with bone bitterness, "Do you know how I've come all these days? I don't have a perfect skin. My mother sent me to Korea to plastic surgery, my whole body was neat. How many knives have I moved in these days, but I still can't restore my old skin. I can't go back. I want to live my life like this without ghosts! ”

“Also,” Zhou Zhuo Lai reached out and lifted her pants leg, revealing her prosthetic limb, “I have amputated my right leg, now I walk on this thing, I am crippled...”

“It's all your fault that I'm like this now. You're the culprit who deserves to appear in front of me. You want to compete in the Wine Competition, I only have two words for you. No way! ”

Ning Qing calmly looked at Zhou Zhuo Lai's crazy to twisted face. She had no sympathy for this woman.

Everyone pays for their mistakes.

Ridiculously, Zhou Shulai paid the price and never realized his fault.

She's hopeless.

Ning Qing slowly lifted his lip corner, “Miss Zhou, whether you are now disabled or this pair of people look ghostless, has nothing to do with me, you are to blame. ”

Blame yourself?

Zhou Zhuo Laimei shrunk, “Ha, ha...” She laughed out loud, “Ning Qing, you deserve to say that too? Lu Shaoming was mine, you took him, you are a third party, I was forced by you. ”

“I forced you? Miss Chow, did I make you mess with Don because you hate her? You know very well that Master Lu has never belonged to you. He doesn't love you. Miss Zhou, I urge you to wake up and stop living in the world you think you are, don't you think you are pathetic, now I am the wife of Lu Shaoming, I gave birth to a son, our family of three very happy living together, no one can separate us. ”

Zhou Zhuo Lai listened to this and squeezed her fists tight. She was looking at the woman in front of her.

Today Ning Ching wore a white silk shirt with a delicate bow around her neck and a red lace shorts skirt underneath her.

Around the age of 23, she blossomed like a flower.

Even these days she has been operating in South Korea and often hears about her current situation, the woman is now in the entertainment world as in the middle of the day, the wind is very dry, her figure will appear on the streets of South Korea and even on the front line brand endorsement of the bus.

I heard that she has a good relationship with her husband and wife. She often shops with Song Yajing for tea, sympathizes with her mother and daughter. I heard that Lu Shaoxiang is increasingly fond of her. Their son, Lu Xianwen, she has met. Over 8 months of baby powder carving jade, I fear she will be more handsome in the future than Lu Shaoming.

She's alive so well.

But what about her?

She was originally Zhou's Qianjin sister. Those who chased her could line up from the mainland to the United States, but Tang Xueli incident happened. Even though Zhou family intentionally suppressed all news, there was still frequent news, including how she was abused by the wheel.

How could she live so badly?

It's all Ning Ching's fault.

It was Ning Ching who stole her happiness!

Zhou Zhuo Lai sneered, “Huh, Mrs. Lu, we don't have to talk about the past. Just like that, you're not going to participate in our Zhou family's wine competition. ”

Ning Qing's eyes revealed a clear and radiant curve, holding a fine bag in her right hand. She slowly climbed forward and came to Zhou Zhuolai's side, lowering her voice. "Miss Zhou, you don't seem to know who I am now. We will see if I participate in the wine competition. ”

“You!” Zhou Zhi Lai Qi, this woman has such a big breath.

She turned around and Ning Qing had lifted her legs and left.

……

Seeing Ning Qing go, Zhou Zhuo Lai had to depress the fire in her chest. These days she thought a lot, she used to be reckless and stupid.

Now she can't fight Ning Qing harder.

She's gonna take it slow.

Zhou Zhuo Lai walked out of the conference room when she saw a familiar figure.

She hurried forward, sweet and quiet, “Grandpa, what are you doing here? ”

Zhou Heng is here.

The old man was wearing a low-key white T-shirt with a hat on his head and a crutch in his right hand. He was whispering to several people around him. Zhou Zhuo Lai glanced at it, and it was the elite backbone of Zhou's estate.

These are the middle-class pillars of Zhou's estate, who fought along with Zhou Heng, and she usually did not have a chance to meet them.

Speaking of this weekend, Ray hated it. She looked at Zhou Heng. The old man didn't know what to think. After he didn't, Zhou Jia would have to inherit it it, but the old man just kept her out of the core of the estate.

After all, it's not because she's not his granddaughter.

Think of Zhou Shulai sneering, granddaughter, don't think about this old immortal.

Maybe I'm starving.

Zhou Heng glanced at Zhou Shulai and said, "The red wine competition is about to start in half a month, of course I'm coming back. ”

When Zhou Heng spoke, the cadres took the information in their hands. They stood behind Zhou Heng with respect. They bowed their heads to her. Although polite, they were not enthusiastic.

Zhou Zhuo Lai put up with this tone, isn't it just Grandpa, nobody in his eyes?

We'll see.

Zhou Zhuo Lai made a good laugh, “Grandpa, of course you want to come back. You presided over all the wine competitions in previous years. However, the worse you and Grandma's health grew in the last two years, Zhuo Lai was conscious and wanted to share more for Grandpa. ”

She made it clear enough.

This wine contest, she wanted to pick the beam and host it herself.

Zhou Zhuolai looked at Zhou Heng's face.

Zhou Heng hesitated for a moment and finally said, “Stop, let's talk about this later. ”

Zhou Zhuo Lai bites the gums, this old man!

But she didn't dare vent her grievances, so she looked around and asked, “Where's Grandpa and Grandma? I heard Grandma came home with you this time. How come I didn't see Grandma? ”

“Oh, your grandma thought the air was boring, so she didn't come in. She's out ventilating. ”

……

Ning Qing stepped out of the lobby and walked on the soft stone trail outside.

She was on the phone, talking to Zhou, “... well, Zhou Zhuo Lai disagreed with me in the wine contest...”

Zhou Zhou was angry and cursed, “Leiter is ashamed of herself this week. Now the whole of T city doesn't know that she is a lousy shoe, she is still willing to come out and hang out. I think Major Lu was too kind to leave her alive. ”

“Zhou,” Ning Qing smiled sweetly, “You can't say that, Zhou Jia and Lu Jia are the world's family, and Grandpa Zhou has always regarded Major General Ming as his grandson. Zhou Zhuolai is the only heir to Zhou Jia's winery. If Zhou Zhuolai is not left alive by Ming, it would not have killed Grandpa Zhou... Besides, Zhou Zhuolai is really miserable now. ”

“Yes,” Zhou sighed, “Ning Qing, you can't bear to say a bad word to Lu Xiao, look at your protection. ”

Ning Qing did not answer, her beautiful diamond lips snapped high and her eyebrows bent.

During this time, she and Lu Shaojing are considered to be Miri's oil mixer.

Plus, he wanted a daughter, asked for a bit of work.

“Ning Qing, let's get down to business. Zhou Zhuo Lai won't let you participate in the wine competition. What are you going to do? ”

Ning Qing laughed, the tone was relaxed. “If she doesn't let me join, I won't join. We'll do this for a thousand days.”

Ning Qing told Xiao Zhou his plan.

Zhou Zhou shouted, “Ning Qing, you are really too smart to surprise me every time. ”

Ning Qing was a little proud, “that is. ”

At this time, Ning Qing's side of the eye did not mean to see a figure on the lawn not far away. It was a side. An elderly grandmother sat in a wheelchair.

Grandma looked down, holding a thing tight in her hand, and looked carefully, as if that was Grandma's life.

Ning Qing looked at her and somehow, for no reason, she had some sadness in her heart. Perhaps the grandmother's shadow was too thin and her white hair could not come out of the infinite cold.

At this time, a big wind blew, and suddenly something in Grandma's hand came out. The wind was too big, and that thing was quickly shaved out by the wind a few meters away.

Ning Qing looked at the old lady and shouted in panic, “Hood... Hood...”

Grandma went to push the wheelchair with both hands, but the wheelchair couldn't push, and the brake hit the bottom.

“Hey, Zhou, first of all, I hung up...” Ning Qing hung up the phone in a hurry, and she lifted her feet and ran off to Grandma's drifting things.

Grandma was in such a hurry that the wheelchair could not be pushed, her paralyzed body slowly moved away and almost fell off the wheelchair.

But then a girl helped her chase her into a delicate figure.

Grandma shook.

Ning Qing ran a little closer and found that the ground was a red amulet. It was about what the temple asked for. It was set with gold. At first glance, it was something rich. It was just a little old. It was about the age.

She was in a hurry because of the wind. She was afraid that the amulet would be scratched off again. The grandmother was in a hurry.

When she rubbed the stone pier by the side of the road, she didn't pay attention. Her legs hurt her. She glanced at her and found that her right leg had been rubbed and bled.

Ning Qing ran over painfully, kneeling down and reaching out his two small hands to pick up the amulet.

A word appears on the amulet --- the pocket.

Probably the name that keeps calling in that nipple.

Ning Qing got up and walked towards Grandma.

When she came to Grandma, Ning Qing found that the grandmother was really thin and unable to do so. Grandma's spirit was depressed, her eyes were dimpled, and she was old. However, she could see from Grandma's outline that she was a little young and gentle.

Like Gangnam women.

Just like her mother.

Ning Qing was very fond of this grandmother. She walked over, squatted down, and put the amulet on her hands. "Grandma, are you going to pick this up? Here you go.”