Chapter 429 I Have a Date Tonight

Zhou Zhilei was thinking, and at this time Zhou Heng finished talking with the housekeeper and sat back beside her.

"Zhilei, do you have anything to say to me?"

Zhou Zhilei was startled, afraid that he would ask about the registration, she immediately denied, "No. Grandpa, what do you mean?"

Zhou Heng snorted and threw the information in his hand on her legs, "Zhilei, look for yourself, Ning Qing's original red wine brand Yifan is making a lot of noise on the Internet, why don't you deal with it? We are businessmen, and interests come first. Ning Qing is a golden signboard in the entertainment industry, with its own publicity effect. If she comes to participate in the red wine competition, do you know how much benefit it will bring to our Zhou family? Why don't you allow her to participate in the competition? Don't tell me what fairness you think is!"

This "fairness" was still what she said to Ning Qing in the Zhou hall that day. Unexpectedly, these words reached his ears.

Zhou Zhilei pinched her thigh hard, and tears quickly burst out of her eyes. She turned her head and looked at Zhou Heng with tears in her eyes, choking and saying, "Grandpa, I know you are angry. This is all my fault. I admit it. But Grandpa, do you only see the benefits? Can't you see my pain and struggle? Don't you know who Ning Qing is?"

Zhou Heng saw Zhou Zhilei crying, and the fierceness in his eyes slowly softened. He said earnestly, "Zhilei, Grandpa knows your suffering, but Shaoming... doesn't love you. It's because your obsession is too deep that you have gone astray. I met Ning Qing a few months ago. I have been very accurate in judging people in my life. That girl is simple and kind. Shaoming may have taken a fancy to that point of her."

"Zhilei, haven't you suffered enough? Let it go. Let others go, and let yourself go."

Zhou Zhilei sneered in her heart. Does she need him to preach?

"Grandpa," Zhou Zhilei squeezed out a few more tears, "That's what I said, but I still feel uncomfortable when I see Ning Qing. I feel like I can't breathe, so I don't allow her to participate in the red wine competition, and I don't allow her to appear in front of me."

As she spoke, Zhou Zhilei pulled Zhou Heng's sleeve, "Grandpa, in my heart, you have always been my real grandpa, can you love me more?"

Zhou Heng sighed and shook his head, "One thing is one thing, Yifan's matter can't be made any more, otherwise it will affect Zhou's reputation. Besides, James is the guarantor, Ning Qing must participate in the red wine competition."

It was at this time that Zhou Heng knew Ning Qing's identity. It turned out that she was Lu Shaoming's wife.

Zhou Zhilei didn't understand. In his heart, he always regarded her as his granddaughter. For her marriage, he had also mentioned it to Lu Shaoming.

But Lu Shaoming shook his head, he didn't want to.

Later, he got married and had a wife. Once the two met in the United States, Lu Shaoming was no longer the cold and lonely look in his memory. Lu Shaoming would smile, and there would be a lingering and happy arc in his eyebrows.

What is love?

Love is seeing the shadow of another person from one person's eyes.

Lu Shaoming loves Ning Qing.

He would not be wrong about Ning Qing. At the airport, she did not mention anything about Zhilei's harassment to her. It was not for anything else, just like she would not call him "grandfather" anymore, because Ning Qing knew in her heart that he was Zhou Zhilei's grandfather, so what if she mentioned it?

That girl has progressed in moderation and is very smart.

It is rare for her to have such achievements in such a complicated place as the entertainment industry.

Zhou Zhilei snorted and shook off Zhou Heng's sleeves. She reached out to wipe her tears. She looked so sad, "Grandpa, after all, you don't love me at all. I know I am not your granddaughter. You would rather protect Ning Qing, an outsider, than help me."

Zhou Heng moved his lips, and his old face showed some fatigue. He reached out and took a few tissues and handed them to Zhou Zhilei, "Zhilei, there is no room for negotiation on Ning Qing's affairs, but... this red wine competition is left to you."

Zhou Zhilei stopped crying instantly. She looked at Zhou Heng with surprise in her eyes. "Grandpa, what did you say? You're going to hand over the red wine competition to me?"

Zhou Heng nodded, "Zhilei, you are the only heir of the Zhou family. Sooner or later, the Zhou family winery will be handed over to you... Grandpa doesn't want to hand over the winery to you, but your temper needs to be tempered, and there are many shortcomings in handling things..."

Zhou Zhilei didn't have the heart to listen to Zhou Heng's teachings at this time. She reached out and hugged Zhou Heng, "Grandpa, that's great, thank you, I will definitely not let you down this time."

Zhou Heng saw her eager for quick success and instant benefits, and his heart was desolate.

Zhou Zhilei is not a very good heir. The Zhou family winery will decline if it is handed over to her. He knows it very well.

But, who else can the winery be handed over to if not her?

Zhou Heng looked out the window, Doudou...

Where is his Doudou?

...

Zhou Zhilei got out of the luxury car, stood on the side of the road and waved sweetly to Zhou Heng. The luxury car drove away, and she snorted and turned away.

She took out her mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, Ning Qing, watch out for me... I want to see what she can do in my red wine competition..."

"What, the old lady at home is still calling the number Ning Qing left? Haha, let her give up, it can't be dialed, I secretly changed the 1 above to 7..."

"Yeah, how can Ning Qing fight with me? I am the daughter of the Zhou family and the granddaughter of Zhou Heng. No matter how hard she tries, it's useless."

...

After successfully obtaining the qualification to enter the red wine competition, Ning Qing began to retreat and concentrate on brewing wine.

That day she felt the need to relax, so she called Jian Han.

"Hey, Sister Jian, are you free tonight? Let's have a drink together?"

Jian Han was in the hospital office. It was time to get off work. She was standing by the washbasin washing her hands.

Hearing this, she hesitated for a moment, "... Ning Qing, I can't tonight... I have an appointment..."

"A appointment? Sister Jian, is it Brother Dayuan?" Ning Qing covered her mouth and laughed, "Okay, I won't be a light bulb. I wish Sister Jian and Brother Dayuan have fun."

Ning Qing hung up the phone.

Jian Han put the phone in her pocket. Her face was a little hot. She turned off the faucet and looked up at the mirror. The woman in the mirror had already blushed.

She turned around and took off her white coat, then walked to the closet, opened the door, and took a dress to change in the inner room.

After changing, Jian Han stood in front of the washbasin and looked in the mirror again. Today she wore a blue sleeveless dress with a hip-wrapped skirt. The collar was black and inlaid with crystals, revealing her two white and slender arms and legs. She was tall and had a good figure. She was not plump, but had a delicate S curve.

Jian Han looked at herself, then let her silky hair down, held two strands of hair from above her ears and tied them behind her ears, and put earrings on her snow-white earlobes.

The office lights were dim, illuminating her beauty like the sunset.

A woman of her age, who had just been nourished by love, had a pure and elegant charm that could not be compared with Ning Qing's age.

At this time, a series of melodious cell phone rings rang, and Jian Han's cell phone rang.

After taking a look at the cell phone number, her lips were already full of sweetness.

"Hello, Dayuan... Well, I'm off work, and I'm about to leave... You're already downstairs, okay, I'll be there in a while..."

Jian Han hung up the phone, put on a long milky white windbreaker, took her bag, opened the door, and walked out.

...

It was time to get off work, and walking in the corridor, she inevitably met many doctors and nurses, and everyone was saying hello, "Doctor Jian..."

Jian Han nodded in response.

Several nurses couldn't help but look back at Jian Han's back. Her windbreaker was above her knees, and she deliberately covered it so that the cyan dress inside could not be seen clearly. However, her long legs like those of a young model in a T-show had already attracted a lot of attention.

"Wow, Dr. Jian usually wears a white coat, and I didn't realize that Dr. Jian is so sexy. Wow, her legs are so beautiful, people want to touch them when they see them..."

"Have you noticed that Dr. Jian is in a better and better mood recently? I have seen her smiling while looking at her phone several times... And Dr. Jian is getting more and more beautiful, as if moistened by rain..."

"I guess Dr. Jian must have a man... I'll tell you secretly, a male best friend of mine said that a woman with a cold temperament like Dr. Jian is the most powerful in bed..."

Jian Han couldn't hear the conversation of these people. She walked to the elevator and found a group of people arguing when she passed the medical hall.

It was basically a patient's family member who was dissatisfied with the doctor's service attitude, rushed forward and grabbed the doctor and wanted to beat him up, and everyone was trying to persuade him.

In this situation, Jian Han also stopped. The scene was a bit chaotic. The patient's persuasion was useless and he was pushed instead.

Jian Han quickly squatted down to catch the patient who was about to fall to the ground, and asked with concern, "Uncle, are you okay?"

The uncle covered his chest with his right hand, and his breathing suddenly became rapid, "...uncomfortable..."

Jian Han saw that the patient's pupils were dilated, and thought it was not good. He quickly raised his voice and said, "Stop arguing, the patient is breathing rapidly, and he will go into shock if he is not rescued..."

The patient's family members immediately let go of the doctor, "Dad, Dad, what's wrong with you?" The family member pointed at Jian Han, his eyes wide open, as if he had lost his mind, "My dad was fine just now, but he couldn't breathe after you helped him. What did you do to my dad?"

Jian Han, "I..."

"I can see that your hospital is blackmailing people. If my dad has an accident, I will die with you." The patient's family members grabbed the wooden stick placed in the corner and raised their hands to hit Jian Han's head.

Jian Han's pupils shrank. It was too late to stop the attack at the critical moment. She could only turn sideways to protect the patient at hand and close her eyes to wait for the pain to come.

But she didn't feel any pain because the stick didn't fall on her.

A gentle voice like jade sounded in her ears, "You are committing violence in the hospital. I think you want to go to jail."

Jian Han was delighted and opened her eyes quickly. She looked sideways. The first thing she saw when she lowered her eyes was a pair of dark trousers. Looking up along the sharp trouser line like a knife, she saw a dark blue shirt and a gentle and handsome face. Zhou Dayuan was here.

He stretched out his right hand to intercept the stick to protect her from injury.

The patient's family was stopped by the intruder. The man was tall and handsome, but he was wrapped in a clean and clear breath like disinfectant. He was not angry, but the coldness flowing from his clear and black eyebrows was enough to scare him.