When I bid farewell to Chen Yanyu and returned to Fengtian Academy of Fine Arts, it was already dusk.

After a few days of rain, there was finally a sign of stopping for a while, Ning Chen pursed his lips and stepped on the slightly wet bluestone road, thinking about the future layout.

At present, Fengtian will definitely not be a place to stay for a long time.

But now in Fengtian, coupled with the intentional or unintentional exclusion of some local chaebols, his identity has gradually revealed the tip of the iceberg, although it has not yet caused widespread impact, but sooner or later it will become the focus of attention of all parties.

He was thinking about whether to take the initiative to release the news to the outside world, so that the outside world would know that he was not dead, so as to use Fengtian as a point and wait for the rabbit?

After all, the group of people who wanted to kill themselves back then had already taken the risk to do it once, and now they know that the matter has not been dealt with cleanly, and they will inevitably make a comeback.

Otherwise, once Ning Chen is given a chance to breathe, in the future, at least a group of people will die.

In fact, sometimes Ning Chen felt that there was no need to block the news that he was not dead, because with the strength of the year, since he dared to attack himself, he naturally had the means to block all news leaks, such as the fact that he was not dead.

"If this is the case, not only will the news not be released, but it will even directly put yourself in a desperate situation, and at the same time, the local magnates on Fengtian's side will also be shocked......" Ning Chen muttered, indirectly vetoing his own strategy.

If he wants to wait for the rabbit, he must let the owner of Fengtian City become his own support, and when the time comes for foreign enemies to enter the city, he can use the forces gathered in Fengtian City as soon as possible to break them one by one.

"It seems that it is still going to be slowly figured out." Ning Chen habitually rubbed his face, let go of his tense mind, and didn't continue to think about it.

When he returned to his residence, Ning Chen found that there were guests at home, who were not strangers, but ......

The appearance of this person made Ning Chen very big.

Liang Jing.

That is, Zhao Wanqing's mother.

This is over forty years old, the charm still exists, and the figure maintenance is even more slender and well-proportioned, wearing a set of light white cheongsam sewn with peony flowers, with high hair and a little powder.

When you smile slightly, although there are occasional fish patterns blooming, not only do you not look old, but you have a special taste.

At this moment, Liang Jing was chatting with Hongyao.

This little girl, who has always been reluctant to enter, has not been incompatible with Liang Jing for some reason, but has been very close.

It's just that this beautiful woman is too enthusiastic, and she directly pinched the delicate and lovely little face of Hongyao into a red puff, pink and tender.

Ning Chen even saw that Liang Jing probably liked the red medicine too much, and in the blink of an eye, he hugged the big bag of red medicine into his arms, and he rubbed it for a while.

He looked at Hongyao's face, just rubbing it on Liang Jing's chest through the cheongsam......

"Stained, this child is really blessed, why don't I have this blessing?" Ning Chen bared his teeth and almost became jealous of the red medicine.

Hongyao had already found out that Ning Chen was back, and immediately widened his eyes, and looked at Ning Chen pitifully, with an aggrieved expression that if you don't come again, I will be suffocated to death.

Ning Chen glared, that seemed to say, such a good welfare, why don't you know how to cherish it?

"Oh, son-in-law, you're back." Liang Jing also found that Ning Chen, who was finally late, quickly got up, stepped forward and grabbed Ning Chen's hand, and he didn't see it at all.

Ning Chen could clearly feel Liang Jing's palm, soft and silky, like a fine satin, very comfortable to the touch.

In this world, there is a kind of woman who, as she gets older, will show a state of reverse growth.

For example, Liang Jing, who was standing in front of him at this moment, was in her early forties, but the charm exuded from her body was far from being comparable to that of an ignorant girl.

"Aunt Liang, you're here." Ning Chen came back to his senses and greeted with a smile.

Liang Jing glanced at Ning Chen with all kinds of amorous feelings, and said unhappily, "Why are you still called Auntie?" ”

Ning Chen, "......"

Ning Chen wanted to cry a little, this woman was bent on marrying Zhao Wanqing to herself, and even thought that Zhao Wanqing was not active enough, so she went out in person.

No, it's all going to school today.

"By the way, your daughter is so cute, how old is she?" Liang Jing saw that Ning Chen was a little embarrassed, so she immediately changed the topic, but the topic almost made Ning Chen crazy.

What do you call my daughter?

Am I that old?

Ning Chen wanted to cry without tears, and explained, "Hongyao is not my daughter. ”

"Poof." After listening to Ning Chen's words, Liang Jing was inexplicably excited, and her slender five fingers patted her chest, muttering, "It's good if it's not, it's good if it's not." ”

After all, her daughter is a yellow flower girl, if she marries a divorced man with children, wouldn't it be too much of a loss?

Fortunately, Ning Chen's net worth is innocent, and the relationship with Hongyao is not that of father and daughter.

Hongyao felt that if he stayed here, he might be ravaged by the enthusiastic Liang Jing again, tiptoeing, like an agile cat, with his right foot on the sofa, and then jumped up and climbed the beam.

When Liang Jing saw this scene, she was so frightened that she staggered a few big steps, and her mouth was wide open.

Why is this little girl like a monkey?

She subconsciously looked at Ning Chen, looking puzzled.

Ning Chen had a headache, so he said nonsense, "Hongyao has been talented since he was a child, and his bounce is quite good, well, that's it." ”

Liang Jing stroked her forehead, and after taking a few deep breaths, she didn't care about it, but just reminded Ning Chen, "I brought you something to eat, you hurry up while it's hot." ”

Then she hurriedly opened the thermos cup she was carrying.

"Aunt Liang, don't be so polite, I'm embarrassed." Ning Chen excused himself.

"Your child is so thin like something, if you don't make up for it, it will affect the next generation in the future, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and eat it while it's hot." Liang Jing opened the thermos cup and hurriedly pushed Ning Chen to take a seat.

This woman is quite far-sighted, and the problems of the next generation have begun to be considered.

Ning Chen was helpless, sitting on the edge of the table in a daze, looking at the bowl of fragrant black chicken soup in front of him. Gradually, he lost his mind.

Before he entered, he frowned.

"What? Not tasty? Liang Jing was nervous.

Ning Chen shook his head and suddenly let out a long sigh.

In the past, when he and Zhuge Changqing traveled north and south, they often couldn't eat enough, and once they finally got a bowl of chicken soup, and the two of them almost grabbed their heads and broke their blood.

Ning Chen remembered that the bowl of chicken soup was a girl who was traveling with her, and she used the change she had saved up to buy it and give it to their poor men.

'Miss Lin, as the saying goes, the grace of a drop of water should be repaid with a spring, and when Lao Tzu is developed in the future, he will definitely repay the kindness, you wait. ’

The young girl who had dimples when she laughed was noncommittal to Ning Chen's bold words at that time, and she shouldn't have believed this nonsense.

The rivers and lakes are far away, and they have met in Pingshui, how can they have the opportunity to meet again for the rest of their lives?

However, I really remember Ning Chen in my heart......

Lin Youwei.