Returning with cubs, ex-husband begged for reunion

Outside the door, several burly-looking people were looking at Fang Qing with their help, "Every inch of time is worth an inch of gold. An inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time. You don't understand this? How many people do you know who want to use 1000 million?" You can’t even buy a day’s time? Why should we give you another day?”

With that said, the leader pushed Fang Qing away and forced his way through the door.

Fang Qing was squeezed into the corner and couldn't speak at all, "I have a good relationship with Manager Zhao. I'll give Manager Zhao a call and he will definitely be accommodating!"

Just as Fang Qing was about to pick up her phone, she was already pinned down on the coffee table, "Don't waste everyone's time. The one who lacks casino money is the one who has a bad relationship with Manager Zhao. Let's go, Sister Qing, come back with us." !”

As soon as the words fell, Fang Qing's head was covered with a black cloth bag.

Fang Qing didn't dare to call out loudly. After all, she didn't want people to know that she was taken away because of gambling debts.

Sheng Nanzhi woke up in a hotel bed. Although she couldn't get used to sleeping in a hotel bed, she was still a little happy when she learned that she could go see Duomi before going to bed last night.

When people are happy, they will naturally not have severe insomnia.

She tidied up briefly, and there was a knock on the door. It was Lu Yu's voice, "Miss Sheng, Mr. Yuwen is waiting for you in the restaurant downstairs."

The restaurant is in the form of buffet.

Sheng Nanzhi took some slices of bread and butter and walked to Yu Wenxiu's table with the plate in hand.

"Slept well last night?"

Yu Wenxiu looked at Sheng Nanzhi with concern.

Sheng Nanzhi lowered his head, opened the butter package, spread it on the bread, and nodded in response to Yu Wenxiu's question, "I slept well."

"Then eat more. After we finish eating, we go to the cemetery."

Sheng Nanzhi was actually a little nervous when she thought of going to visit her mother's grave.

The memory of her mother was so blurry that Sheng Nanzhi had to look at photos to recall her outline.

On the way, Yu Wenxiu told stories about his acquaintance with Xie Xianning, and Sheng Nanzhi was also willing to listen, as if this could make up for something.

The roads were slippery in the snow, and Haicheng had never experienced such low temperatures.

Yu Wenxiu looked at the snow all over the sky and sighed softly, "Auspicious snow heralds a good year, and the spring after the extreme cold will be particularly warm."

Sheng Nanzhi smiled and said, "If you don't want to be a businessman, I think a poet will definitely suit you very well."

Yu Wenxiu laughed heartily, "I'm not suitable to be a poet. The smell of copper on my body is too strong. It's so suffocating."

"Who said that people who smell like copper can't be poets? Are poets not allowed to have money?"

Sheng Nan Zhi was quarreling with Yu Wenxiu in a strange way. After returning to Haicheng, she became more active. Unlike in Beicheng, where she stayed in the yard every day to grow flowers and grass, and she became Buddhist-like.

"Okay, okay, poets can make money."

Yu Wenxiu said, taking the sunflower out of the trunk, "Your mother's favorite flower is the sunflower, but in this weather, it's quite difficult to get something like this."

With that said, Yu Wenxiu divided the sunflowers into two handfuls and gave one to Sheng Nanzhi.

Sheng Nanzhi hugged a big handful of sunflowers and said, "If mom knew that we brought so many flowers to see her, she would definitely be very happy."

Holding the flowers, Sheng Nanzhi couldn't see the road clearly under her feet. Yu Wenxiu winked, and Lu Yu hurriedly stepped forward and supported Sheng Nanzhi, "Miss Sheng, the road is slippery in the snow, don't fall. "

Walk straight in along the cemetery, then turn right, and you will arrive in front of Xie Xianning's tombstone.

Snowflakes covered Xie Xianning's photo. After Sheng Nanzhi put down a large handful of sunflowers, she knelt on the ground and wiped the snowflakes with her sleeves.

"Mom, dad and I came to see you. It snowed heavily in Haicheng this winter. I remember that since I was young, you were most afraid of rain and snow.

If you are not in good health and the weather is bad, you will always cough.

But I was naughty at that time. When it finally snowed in Haicheng, I always wanted to go out and play, have snowball fights and build snowmen, so I always pulled you to go with me.

Now that I think about it, you can always play with me. Mom, you are so kind. "

Yu Wenxiu turned away, wet tears streaking down his cheeks.

Lu Yu handed over the handkerchief, and Yu Wenxiu took it. After wiping his tears, he patted Sheng Nanzhi on the shoulder but said nothing.

Sheng Nanzhi looked back at Yu Wenxiu who was patting her shoulder, and then looked at the clean tombstone with a smile, "Dad misses you. Dad wants to talk to you for a while first."

With that said, she stood up and gave up her position.

Yu Wenxiu looked at the snow and mud on Sheng Nanzhi's knees, squatted down and wiped them with a handkerchief, "Don't freeze."

Yu Wenxiu sat quietly by the tombstone and said nothing.

In the early years, Yu Wenxiu would come here several times a year. I think it was then that he finished everything he wanted to say.

He comes here several times a year now. Whenever he comes to Haicheng, this is the place he must come. It's just different from when he was chattering about it before. He just sits quietly and keeps company, and feels good.

He originally wanted to sit for a while, but when he turned around and saw Sheng Nanzhi standing in the snow, he was worried that she had caught a cold, "Nan Zhi, let's go back."

Sheng Nanzhi nodded and leaned in front of the tombstone again, "Mom, will I bring my baby Duomi to see you next time, okay?"

As if she had received a response, she smiled brightly.

Out of the cemetery.

Yu Wenxiu felt that Lu Yu's movements were awkward, so he stepped forward and opened the car door for Sheng Nanzhi, "Get in the car quickly, it's warmer in the car."

The warm heater in the car made Sheng Nanzhi's frozen body instantly feel.

Like most fathers, Yu Wenxiu blamed Sheng Nanzhi for wearing too few clothes, but Sheng Nanzhi warmed her hands in anger and responded to Yu Wenxiu's accusation arrogantly, "I am a designer no matter what. The profession and trend you are engaged in are still relevant, no matter how cold it is, you have to be more graceful, right?"

Seeing her playful look, Yu Wenxiu couldn't say anything accusatory, he just pretended to be angry, "Who said that such demeanor and warmth can't appear at the same time."

After saying that, Yu Wenxiu looked at Lu Yu and said, "Go and show Nan Zhi which top-brand clothes are warm enough and ask them to send them over!"

Lu Yu was embarrassed, "Boss, these first-line brands are now making new spring and summer clothes. Their clothes are really not warm."

Sheng Nanzhi looked at Yu Wenxiu with a smile, "Okay, it doesn't snow heavily every day, so don't embarrass Lu Yu."

Yu Wenxiu pursed his lips and said, "Okay."

The driver first sent Yu Wenxiu to the meeting place with President Lanye, and the next step was to send Sheng Nanzhi to Courtyard No. [-].

Yu Wenxiu was a little worried. He got out of the car but refused to leave, "Nan Zhi, if Fu Chenmo bullies you, don't suffer alone. You have to tell dad, you know?"

Sheng Nanzhi smiled and nodded, "I know."