Chapter 290 If You Have the Ability, Find Zhou Heng's Granddaughter

In the living room, Song Jin praised Ning Qing and Song Yajing as a formal statement, but in private, her eldest brother actually used the word "very good", which made her very surprised.

"Brother, I told you that I am very dissatisfied with this Ning Qing. First, her background is not good. Second, Shaoming is very affectionate towards her. This is not a good thing for a man."

Song Jin took a puff of his cigar and put one hand on the car window to flick the ashes, "Sister, it's been a while since you came back. You have fought against Ning Qing and Shaoming. What was the result?"

Song Yajing was not happy when it came to this, so she didn't speak.

"You haven't won, have you? Look, you can't beat Shaoming now, not even Ning Qing. I think Dinghua's heart is biased towards your daughter-in-law, so I will take back your dissatisfaction in the future, because the entire Lu family will not Listen to what you said."

Song Yajing's expression froze, showing some panic.

"Sister, in fact, women have things they should do at every stage. At your age, you have to understand that mother is more valuable than son. The better Shaoming will be in the future, the better you will be. Shaoming will use this to Ning Qing. No one in T city knows about the deep love, but I think you don’t know. Don’t let what happened at the Ou family’s charity party happen again. You gave yourself your wealth.”

"Brother, I understand." Song Yajing nodded.

"Well," Song Jin then showed a satisfied look, "Sister, we brothers and sisters have been through ups and downs over the years. When has my eldest brother given you wrong opinions? My eldest brother has always been very accurate in judging people. I am very optimistic about this Ning Qing. "

Song Yajing's pupils shrank slightly, and she looked at her eldest brother in confusion.

Song Jin continued with a cigar in his mouth, "I have been watching at the gate for a long time. Who are the mother and daughter of the Zhou family? Can't you see that the Zhou family, the king of the world's wineries, has gone downhill? It's no wonder that Zhou Heng started from scratch. He only had a daughter in his middle age, whom he regarded as the apple of his eye. The daughter inherited Zhou Heng’s talent in red wine brewing. She could taste the ingredients of red wine at the age of three. At the age of six, she prepared flower dew by herself and brewed her first bottle of wine. Astonishing in the wine industry, it’s a pity that due to unforeseen circumstances, the daughter was lost on the streets of the United States when she was seven years old, and she has not been found yet.”

"What's the use of Zhou Heng's adopted son? He's just a mediocre person. I just watched Kong Lan and Zhou Zhilei. Young lady from the city scene. Zhou Zhilei's brother Zhou Yuanda is a genius, but it's a pity that he's in medicine. I can't do it. I understand what you like about the Zhou family."

Song Yajing was speechless. She was a woman, so she naturally didn't have the depth to look at problems like a man.

Song Jin finished smoking a cigar and put it out in the ashtray in the car. He flicked off his clothes and glanced at Song Yajing, "Okay, go back, sister. Remember, you have been sitting tight for these years." Your position as the head of the Lu family is hard-won, so don’t ruin it again. Also, don’t think about Zhou Zhilei. If you have the ability, find Zhou Heng’s biological granddaughter.”

The limo sped away.

…

The elders have all left, and the servants are cleaning up the villa. Lu Shaoming holds Ning Qing's little hand, "Dad, Mom, let's go back first."

Song Yajing became much quieter after Song Jin's reminder. Lu Dinghua smiled and said, "Shaoming, do you remember your mother's birthday?"

Birthday?

Lu Shaoming glanced at Song Yajing, who was also stunned. People in the Lu family never celebrated birthdays, and the two of them were very surprised by Lu Dinghua's intention at this moment.

"Well, it's mom's birthday in half a month." Lu Shaoming replied.

Lu Dinghua patted Lu Shaoming on the shoulder and said happily, "You brat, do you still remember your mother's birthday? I thought you had a wife and forgot about your mother. Well, this is your mother's first birthday since our Lu family had a daughter-in-law. It’s a birthday. Let Ning Qing handle the birthday party in half a month.”

Lu Shaoming frowned and disagreed, "Dad, Ning Qing is four and a half months pregnant..."

Ning Qing's eyes lit up and she quickly interrupted Lu Shaoming. She smiled and said, "Dad, Mom, thank you for trusting me so much and entrusting me with such an important task. It's just... I just entered the Lu family's gate, and it was my first time. I’m afraid I don’t have enough experience in hosting such a big banquet, and I may not be considerate enough, and I will be wronged by my mother.”

Lu Dinghua glanced at Ning Qing with a smile, "Good guy, she asked him for a warrant before things even started."

My head is spinning very fast.

"Ning Qing, whether the banquet is large or small is your daughter-in-law's wish, your mother is not only happy but also happy."

"Okay, then I agree. Dad, Mom, don't worry, I will definitely host Mom's birthday party beautifully in half a month."

"Well," Lu Dinghua glanced at Lu Shaoming, "Look, your wife is a better person than you. Ning Qing, I will ask the housekeeper to help you with this banquet. The banquet is not that easy to handle, and the things will be very trivial. Come to the house tomorrow, I'll let the butler teach you the process."

"Okay, thank you Dad."

…

The two of them walked out of the Lu's house without driving. Lu Shaoming took Ning Qing's little hand and took her for a walk.

Summer nights are the busiest, with noisy crowds in the neon cars in the city, everyone laughing and playing, creating a bustling scene.

The little hand in the palm was soft and boneless. Lu Shaoming couldn't help it and squeezed it gently. He looked sideways and saw that there were square tiles under the feet. The girl was in a good mood and danced to the square while walking.

Very childish.

"Ning Qing, stop jumping, be careful of our little Mr. Lu." The man's eyes were full of tenderness, and he didn't know if all pregnant women were like her. They were jumping and jumping, full of energy, and she didn't let him worry.

"Honey, it's okay. I didn't jump hard. The doctor said that pregnant women should exercise appropriately." Ning Qing smiled sweetly.

Lu Shaoming had nothing to do with her, so he wiped his trouser pockets with one hand and let her go indulgently.

At this time, pedestrians were walking by the roadside, and everyone looked over here. The man was too eye-catching. He was wearing a light blue shirt and brown slim-fit trousers. His strong shoulder blades could be felt under the thin shirt. His two proud long legs wrapped in trousers swung out a lazy and calm arc when he walked. He was filled with the smell of the 1982 collection of Lafite red wine, a strong mature masculinity.

And the girl he was holding looked very small, with a layer of healthy pink on her well-moistened little face, a real little girl.

Passersby understood, an old man and a young wife, always pampered a little more.

"Husband, now I know why you are looking for Song Jin? This is really a good strategy to kill two birds with one stone. First, it paves the way for my career, and second, it controls my mother. I see that my mother listens to my uncle and is very dependent on him. In this world, there is really one thing that conquers another."

Lu Shaoming smiled with his lips hooked. That night when she said she wanted to attend the family dinner, he didn't just listen to her.

Since she was coming, he had to make plans for her.

He would not take her back to the Lu family without full assurance.

"Well," Lu Shaoming reached out and touched the girl's little head, like a beloved pet, "Although I found Song Jin, it was also my wife who was capable and could subdue Song Jin."

Complimented by him, Ning Qing stopped jumping squares, her smile bloomed like a flower, her two slender arms wrapped around his arms, and she directly leaned her little head on his shoulder. She squinted her eyes and said proudly, "That's right, don't you see whose wife I am?"

After exercising just now, the girl's sparse and pure bangs on her forehead were all stained on her forehead, and there were crystal beads of sweat on her beautiful little nose.

Lu Shaoming reached out and hugged her in his arms, took out the big palm in his trouser pocket, and gently wiped the sweat for her. He coaxed her softly, "Well, the woman that I, Lu Shaoming, like is really amazing."

Ning Qing laughed even more happily.

"Ning Qing, why did you agree to organize a birthday party? You are pregnant now, you can't be too tired."

As the man spoke, he rubbed his resolute chin against her smooth forehead. His low and soft magnetic voice filled her ears, and Ning Qing half-closed her eyes in satisfaction.

"Husband, today's family banquet has officially entered the Lu family. Dad asked me to organize a birthday party to announce to the world that I am the daughter-in-law of the Lu family. This is a good thing. Besides, with Dad's **** order, Mom dare not pick on me."

That day in the studio, Lu Dinghua said he wanted to test her, and she knew she succeeded today.

This birthday party is the second test. If she succeeds again, she will really be the well-deserved eldest daughter-in-law of the Lu family.

"Well," Lu Shaoming lowered his eyes and kissed her forehead, "I'm here, Mom won't embarrass you."

Ning Qing raised her little head when she heard that, and her pair of watery autumn eyes looked at him coquettishly, "Husband, I can control Mom by myself, you must not make trouble for me. You know, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are born enemies, that's because they love the same man at the same time. If you side with me at this time, wouldn't it be intentional to make me a thorn in Mom's eyes? Husband, I don't ask you to be a qualified sandwich, just keep silent."

Lu Shaoming didn't agree with her words, but looking at the girl's eager eyes, he raised his sword eyebrows and nodded, "Okay."

"Husband, this is good." Ning Qing stretched out her little hand and touched his handsome face, "Husband, can you sing a happy birthday to Mom at the birthday party?"

When Lu Shaoming heard it, his eyebrows frowned, what does that mean?

He has never sung "Happy Birthday" to anyone in his life. How childish and sentimental it is. It is unimaginable for a 31-year-old man to sing a birthday song to his mother, whom he is not very familiar with.

"Hubby, mom will be very touched if you sing to her. I promise that this will be the best birthday gift for her. Hubby, just sing one. I like to hear you sing the most."

Lu Shaoming pinched her shoulders hard and rejected it, "Ning Qing, there is no room for negotiation."

Hearing the man's resolute tone, Ning Qing sighed and did not bring up the topic again.

As she walked, she saw an ice cream shop. Her slender white hand grasped the corner of the man's clothes and pointed, "Hubby, I want to eat ice cream."

"No, it's too cold. It will freeze our little Lu Shao."