Chapter 267 Maybe, She Should Start to Fight

Ning Qing took a deep breath and her mood calmed down. She asked directly, "Mom, what do you want to do? Did I handle Liu Wenlong's matter to make you unhappy?"

"Heh," Song Yajing sneered and did not deny it, "Miss Ning, I would like to advise you here, young people should not be so pushy. You are really annoying like this."

Annoying?

Ning Qing raised her eyes and suppressed the moisture in her eyes.

"Miss Ning, there are 10 days left before the three-month agreement. We are officially counting down. Let's do this. If Shaoming really falls in love with you, let him bring you to me and let him tell me loudly that he He wants to marry you into the Lu family, and he wants to turn you into his Mrs. Lu. If you can't do it, leave voluntarily in ten days, otherwise, today is just the beginning."

Song Yajing hung up the phone.

Ning Qing's little hand holding the phone slowly slid to her side, and she lowered her eyes, tears falling from her eyes.

Lu Shaoming, Lu Shaoming...

Is it your fault that your mother bullies me like this?

"Ning Qing, you can cry if you want. I won't laugh at you." Xiao Zhou walked up to her at some point and put his arm around her shoulders.

Ning Qing turned around and nodded her little head on Xiao Zhou's shoulder, "Xiao Zhou, I'm really sad... I have worked so hard for so long. The first reason is to make Shaoming fall in love with me again. Second, I I wanted to win my mother-in-law’s approval and respect through my own efforts, but today I discovered that I was wrong. The harder I worked, the more my mother-in-law thought... I was annoying. "

"Why does she hate me? It's not because I can't change my background no matter how hard I try. She looks down on me... Because she hates me, so she can use my favorite mother to operate on her at will..."

"Why is it so hard to keep her heart warm? Wouldn't it be nice to have a woman in this world to love her son with her? I respect her so much and tolerate her. I don't want to fight with her. I sincerely want to be a family with her. Man, I want to call her mom because she gave birth to such a wonderful Lu Shaoming to me, so I want to be filial to her, but..."

"But it's no use, it's really no use."

Xiao Zhou patted Ning Qing's back gently. She didn't know how to comfort her. She was not Ning Qing and couldn't understand the pressure she was under now.

"...Ning Qing, everything will be fine..."

…

Ning Qing cried for a while, then raised her head. She sniffed her nose and wiped her tears, "I'm fine. I'll be fine if I cry for a while... Xiao Zhou, let's go and take my mother home..."

Xiao Zhou followed Ning Qing and asked worriedly, "Ning Qing, are you really okay? Are you..."

Ning Qing's expression was as usual, but her autumn eyes could not hide the sadness. She chuckled, "I'm fine, no one can knock me down. The countdown to the three-month appointment has entered, and my mother-in-law is probably better than me." She’s still nervous, otherwise she wouldn’t be able to restrain herself from attacking my mother.”

"Ning Qing, what should we do next?"

"How to do it?" Ning Qing shrugged, "Just follow my mother-in-law's wishes."

"What? Doesn't following your mother-in-law's wishes mean giving up on Young Master Lu? Ning Qing, are you kidding me?"

Ning Qing smiled but said nothing.

Xiao Zhou hated her being so mysterious. She couldn't help but asked curiously, "Ning Qing, why don't we tell Mr. Lu? At least tell him first that he bullied you, threatened you, and intimidated you. Only Mr. Lu can do that." Protect you."

"Yes." Ning Qing nodded, "I think so too, but when there is a conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, a smart daughter-in-law will not directly tell the man that your mother wants to harm me, but will guide the man to find out on his own, so that he feels If you are wronged, he will love you even more, and secondly, he will think that my mother is really hateful, ha."

Ning Qing laughed in her heart. For many people, your kindness to her has turned into weakness and connivance. Maybe, she should... break up.

…

Ning Zhengguo was driving, and Ning Qing was sitting in the back seat with her mother. Her cell phone rang with a text message.

Click to read, it was posted by Lu Shaoming.

【let's have dinner tonight】

Ning Qing glanced at it and then put the phone into her pocket.

Yue Wanqing was surprised, "Qingqing, is this a text message from Shaoming? Why didn't you reply?"

Ning Qing leaned her little head on her mother's shoulder and said coquettishly, "Mom, if I don't come back, I won't go anywhere these days. I want to spend time with my mother."

"Silly boy." Yue Wanqing scolded, but she couldn't stop the smile on her lips and reached out to hold her daughter in her arms.

…

The three of them returned to the Ning family villa. Ning Qing placed her mother on the bed. The phone in her pocket kept ringing with many WeChat messages.

After leaving her mother's room, she walked into the living room and took out her mobile phone to check. There were dozens of WeChat messages sent by the man.

【What's wrong】

【Why are you ignoring me】

[Are you still busy? I’ll drive to pick you up]

Because she never replied, he sent a lot of questions, and finally posted a picture. A little boy without a single tooth was touching his head with a silly smile on his face. He also typed "Baby..."

Ning Qing raised the corners of her lips, and soft ripples appeared in her autumn eyes. This "baby" sound was like his coquettishness. He was begging her to reply to WeChat...

Ning Qing bit her pink lip and was about to put away her phone, but then the call came.

The man couldn't wait and called.

She pressed the button to pick up.

"Hello..." The man's low-alcoholic voice came from the other end, very gentle, and with a lingering smile.

Ning Qing raised her eyes, and his "hello" was enough to evoke all her grievances.

She refused to speak.

The man on the other end was keenly aware of her abnormality and asked in a low voice, "Ning Qing, what's wrong with you? Tell me. I'm driving now and preparing to pick you up. Where are you now?"

Ning Qing pursed her pink lips and said, "...I'm fine. You don't have to pick me up. My mother was hit by a motorcycle this afternoon and her legs are inconvenient. I have to take care of my mother at home..."

Before he finished speaking, a busy tone of "beep" came from the other end.

The man hung up the phone directly.

…

Five minutes later, the doorbell of the villa door rang.

Ning Qing went to open the door and saw Lu Shaoming standing outside.

The man was wearing a handmade Armani white shirt and black trousers. He was handsome and tall. The cuffs of the shirt were rolled up a few times, revealing his strong wheat-colored forearms. He was holding the car keys casually with two fingers of his left hand and a fruit basket in the other hand. .

The man came in a hurry, and Ning Qing saw that his muscular chest was still panting slightly, and he was carrying a clean and refreshing air.

Her mother was ill, but he did not forget the etiquette and bought a fruit basket.

"Why are you here?" Ning Qing looked at the man and asked.

When a girl sees him, she is like a kitten seeing her favorite food. She says "take a look" and pounces on him with bright eyes.

Even though the two have been in love for more than a month, the love and freshness have never disappeared.

But she was no longer surprised when she saw him today. Instead, she frowned, a little...unwelcome.

Lu Shaoming also slightly frowned his handsome eyebrows, "Ning Qing, you don't welcome me, huh? Can you let me in to talk?"

"Oh." Ning Qing stood sideways and let him in.

When he came in, the girl gently put her little hand on the doorknob, lowering her eyes and not looking at him. Lu Shaoming's eyes darkened, and he bumped into her with his left shoulder as he stepped in.

Ning Qing's body was unstable and she fell to the left. She struggled to steady herself. She stared at the man with a pair of watery eyes, which meant---What are you doing?

Lu Shaoming wiped his trouser pockets with one hand, and his bright black eyes showed a hint of mature manliness. He squinted and scanned the girl's figure up and down, which meant - bump into you.

Ning Qing blushed and turned her head to close the door, not looking at his evil and elegant appearance.

He's... getting worse.

Probably no one knew that a young man from this aristocratic family would follow the tricks of street gangsters and bump into girls with his shoulders.

frivolous.

"Master Lu, why are you here? Come in quickly." Ning Zhenguo walked out at this time.

Lu Shaoming took his hands out of his trouser pockets, and his upright body regained his aristocratic look. He stepped forward, and the half-curved lips showed a polite smile that could be used as a model, "Uncle, hello, I heard from Ning Qing that my aunt was raped by a car." It hit me, so I came to visit.”

"Young Master Lu, you're welcome."

Ning Zhenguo exchanged greetings with him, and then took him into the room to take a look at Yue Wanqing. After making sure that Yue Wanqing was fine, Lu Shaoming came out.

As soon as he came out, he saw the girl in the kitchen. The Ning family's kitchen had a semi-open window. The girl was wearing an apron and making soup.

Ning Zhenguo saw that Lu Shaoming's eyes were always on his daughter, and he quickly smiled and said, "Young Master Lu, let's have dinner at my house tonight. Qingqing will cook in person today. Qingqing's cooking skills are not very good, but she can barely do it." If you pass the test, Mr. Lu will comment."

Lu Shaoming's eyebrows stretched, his thin lips lifted, and he wanted to say something--it is better to obey orders than to be respectful.

But, "Dad, Mr. Lu has already had dinner, so you don't need to keep him. Mr. Lu is busy with work and will leave soon." Ning Qing poked her head out of the kitchen.

When Lu Shaoming heard this, his expression darkened.

"Haha," Ning Zhengguo was the most embarrassed among the three. He already knew that his daughter and son-in-law were having trouble, so he laughed awkwardly, "Master Lu, please sit down for a while, I will go back to the room to take care of you. Damn it."

Ning Zhenguo quickly ran away.

Ning Qing glanced at the man's handsome face, then withdrew her little head and continued to stew the soup.

Lu Shaoming raised his hands to loosen two buttons of his shirt, then walked into the kitchen.

…

The warmest place in a home is either the bedroom or the kitchen. No matter how angry Lu Shaoming is, he can't get angry at this moment.

The girl wore a pink dress, a blouse with a hip-hugging tassel skirt design, revealing her two tight and slender legs. She wore a pair of light yellow sandals on her white feet. Her slim and graceful figure was slender and slender. It exudes youthful atmosphere.

The thin straps of the apron hang from the neck, and the aqua blue apron has light lace, which is elegant and delicate.

This was the first time he watched her cooking, and he stared at her in amazement for a few seconds.

Can't look away.

He stepped forward and stood behind her. He knew how embarrassed he was, but he couldn't help but look down at her short skirt and her jade legs underneath. He rolled down his Adam's apple and stepped forward, "Ning Qing, I Haven’t had dinner yet.”