Chapter 277 Madam, You Can’t Spoil Me Like This, or I’ll Get Spoiled.

Lu Shaoming stretched out his hand and slowly touched the photo. His fingertips traced the girl's eyes in fascination until the tears on his cheeks...

Heartache.

He felt heartache again.

The first time I saw her three months ago, I had this similar feeling.

Is the person hidden in his heart feeling distressed?

The store manager saw his boss staring at the photo, so he explained, "Boss, one of my shop assistants accidentally took this photo. This oriental girl is very beautiful. I don't know what happened to her, and she cried very sadly." , I was very helpless. The store clerk took the photo and I posted it on the window. In the past few months, many people have asked me for this girl’s contact number..."

The store manager joked.

Lu Shaoming reached out and took off the photo, then put it into his trouser pocket. He turned and walked towards the door.

"Boss, you..."

"She is my wife." The man left a message and went out.

The store manager's mouth opened into an O shape: Oh my god, it's the boss's wife?

This boss lady looks so small.

…

As the luxury car drove on the street, Lu Shaoming pressed his hands on the steering wheel and glanced sideways at the photo on the passenger seat.

He got her back three months ago.

The first meeting in the United States flashed through my mind. She turned around so lonely, and the sunset stretched her back very long...

The person hidden in his heart, if he knew in advance that his wife would be so lonely and wandering, would he still go to England for surgery?

Why don't you take her with you during the operation?

Lu Shaoming shook his head in pain, a sharp whistling suddenly came from his ears, and he had a headache.

At this time, the car horn sounded, and through the rearview mirror, he saw a car coming from the corner and hitting him directly.

Lu Shaoming glanced sideways and saw that there was no car on the right lane. He turned in the direction and wanted to drive over.

But his movements froze for a moment. I heard that he suffered amnesia due to a car accident.

if…

With a "bang", two cars collided, and a traffic accident occurred on the bustling street of Wall Street.

The man fell to the ground with the car door open. Warm blood flowed from his forehead. His whole body ached. He reluctantly opened his eyes.

Someone in the crowd of onlookers recognized him, "Isn't this Mr. Lu? Call an ambulance quickly."

The man's consciousness was chaotic, and he could only squeeze it with his palms with all his strength.

In the palm of my hand is her picture.

"Ning Qing..."

…

In the Ning family villa, Yue Wanqing, who was just about to go to bed, heard a scream coming from her daughter's room, "Ah, Shaoming..."

Yue Wanqing quickly ran to her daughter's room and saw Ning Qing curled up on the bed alone. She went to bed early tonight and was having a nightmare.

Not knowing what she was dreaming about, Ning Qing was trembling all over. Tears rolled down from her eyes and wet her pillow.

She kept shaking her head and murmuring in confusion, "No, Shaoming... don't, don't leave me..."

"Qingqing, Qingqing..." Yue Wanqing was so frightened that she reached out and gently patted her daughter's little face and said nervously, "Qingqing, wake up, you have a nightmare, don't be afraid, be careful not to hurt the child. "

Hearing the word "child", Ning Qing slowly opened her eyes. She looked at her mother with tears in her eyes. She was confused for a few seconds and said, "Mom..."

Her voice was hoarse from crying.

Yue Wanqing helped her sit up distressedly, and put a soft pillow behind her back. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she began to wipe her tears, "Qingqing, what nightmare did you have? Don't yell like that in the future. Yes, I was scared to death just now. Don’t forget that you are a mother, so be careful with the child.”

Ning Qing leaned her little head on her mother's arms, stretched out her hand to touch her belly, and took a sip of her mother's warm and clean scent. She felt a little relieved, "Mom, I just dreamed that Shaoming was in a car accident. Body is blood, he is calling my name."

"Okay, that's all a dream. Didn't Shaoming go on a business trip to England? If you're worried, just give him a call. Men are busy with their careers outside. You have to take care of yourself and your children. Don't let Shaoming worry." Yue Wanqing comfort.

Speaking of this, Ning Qing felt aggrieved. It was she who called Zhu Rui to learn about his business trip to England. Zhu Rui said that he left in a hurry and left his cell phone in the car.

What, if he really has her in his heart, he doesn't know how to give her a message after it's been a whole week?

The dignified Mr. Lu, the distance between him and her was never a phone call away.

Ning Qing pouted her pink lips, fearing that her mother would be worried, so she showed a soft smile, "Mom, I understand, I will call Shaoming later. Don't worry, Mom, I won't be willful anymore. I will Take good care of Mr. Lu in my belly.”

Yue Wanqing nodded dotingly on Ning Qing's forehead, "How do you know it's a boy when I haven't given birth yet? Whether it's a boy or a daughter, if you have two more children, my mother will take care of them for you."

Ning Qing got into her mother's arms and nuzzled her coquettishly, "Well, Mom, I will definitely give birth to more children, and I will bring them all to you in the future."

Yue Wanqing held her daughter in her arms with a smile.

A cozy room.

…

American Hospital.

"Master Lu, wake up, can you see me? What day is this?" The doctor in a white coat held out four fingers.

"Four." Lu Shaoming's voice was hoarse.

"That's great, Mr. Lu, you're finally awake." The doctor performed a series of examinations on Lu Shaoming, then bowed and said respectfully to the man sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, "Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu's health is fine. You can be discharged from the hospital after two days of rest.”

"Yes." Lu Dinghua nodded.

The doctor led the nurse out.

Lu Dinghua is 55 years old this year. He is wearing a gray shirt and black trousers, dressed like an upper-class American aristocrat. From a closer look, it seems that Lu Shaoming's appearance is mostly inherited from his father. The man who has been in the shopping mall for many years is well-maintained and has a serious and calm aura. , looks only 45 years old.

His legs were stacked elegantly, and he held an American financial newspaper in his hand. He glanced up from the newspaper at his son on the bed, and said casually, "What are you thinking about?"

Lu Shaoming was lying on the hospital bed. He had been in a coma for four full days, which made him a little haggard, but not dull. His dark eyes were not as bright as before, staring at the ceiling above his head, but they were still calm and sharp. His pale thin lips opened slightly, and his eyes were open. One word, "...no."

Lu Dinghua continued to read the newspaper and said with a smile, "Nothing?"

Lu Shaoming slowly closed his eyes, his voice trembling, "...no memory."

Lu Dinghua froze while reading the newspaper. He looked up at the bed. There was a hint of shock in his eyes, and the corners of his son's eyes were a little moist.

He closed the newspaper, stood up, and came to the bed. "The police said that traffic accident could be avoided. As long as you turn the steering wheel and drive into the right lane, Shaoming, why don't you avoid it?"

Lu Shaoming opened his eyes. Except for the moisture in the corners of his eyes, his expression was unstable. He turned to look at his father. He smiled slowly, "Dad, why are you nervous? That accident won't kill me. I won't die." , I can’t bear to die either.”

He also has a wife and children.

He couldn't bear it.

Lu Dinghua frowned when he heard this.

At this time, a senior nurse came in and helped Lu Shaoming sit up. The nurse wanted to place a soft cushion, but Lu Shaoming reached out to stop him.

He lifted up the quilt and sat on the edge of the bed. He took two steps with his feet on the ground. He felt a little dizzy at first, but he was able to walk the next two steps. He waved the nurse out.

Standing by the window, he reached out and opened the window. The fresh cold air from outside floated in. He took two breaths and said, "Dad, you are back from Europe. Where is Grandpa Zhou?"

If Lu Shaoming had ever felt a trace of family affection, it was given to him by Zhou Zhilei's grandfather, the world-famous winery king Zhou Heng.

He and Grandpa Zhou have a very good relationship.

"Grandma Zhou is not in good health and has an old problem. Grandpa Zhou rushed back to take care of her."

"Yes," Lu Shaoming nodded. He turned sideways and looked at Lu Dinghua, "Dad, where is my photo? Did you take it?"

He had it in the palm of his hand during the accident.

Lu Dinghua took out the photo. The photo was pinched and wrinkled, but the girl's pretty face was vaguely visible. Lu Dinghua shook his head unsatisfied, "This is the woman you fell in love with when you were 30 years old. Why is she so young?"

"Haha," Lu Shaoming laughed, raising his sword eyebrows slightly, "She is so small, what can I do? Dad can take a second look, this is your daughter-in-law."

"Shaoming, marry a virtuous wife. Men of our Lu family never marry the one they like the most, but the most suitable one. Men cannot be bound by women, especially if you look at you, you will risk your life for this woman at any time. To be honest, I don’t like this daughter-in-law very much.”

Lu Shaoming's expression was calm, "Dad is right if he doesn't like her. How can a father-in-law like his daughter-in-law? As long as I like my wife, that's enough, including the baby in her belly."

He emphasized the words "Mrs." and "Baby," which had a strong reminder.

Lu Dinghua looked into Lu Shaoming's eyes, and the two men's eyes met. Lu Shaoming was calm and calm, and even mentioned his wife and baby, with a touch of doting on his handsome features.

In the end, Lu Dinghua shrugged and said helplessly, "OK."

Lu Shaoming took out his mobile phone and called, "Hey, Secretary Zhu, I'm going back today... Well, prepare a proposal for me, the kind that girls like..."

Lu Shaoming hung up the phone.

"Shaoming, didn't you say that she is already your wife? Why are you proposing? My wife can't coax her like that, she will spoil her." Lu Dinghua, who was behind him, laughed.

"How I coax my wife has nothing to do with you, dad. Although she is my wife, she is different. I proposed, and she will be mine from now on."

Lu Dinghua laughed and said, "Are you still competing with yourself?"

Lu Shaoming put his cell phone into his trouser pocket. He walked up to Lu Dinghua, stretched out his hand and took away the photo, "Dad, are you going back to T city?"

"Come back, let's go together. My son is getting married. No matter what, I should go and see her. Your mother has been complaining a lot recently. I heard that your wife has been fighting with your mother until she is helpless. It is better to meet her than to be famous. I will go and meet her for a while. "

…

Ning Qing finished filming on the set, and Xiao Zhou handed over the invitation, "Ning Qing, tonight the Ou family is holding a charity party in the famous city of Shengshi. All the upper class dignitaries in T city will attend. Do you want to go?"