Reborn 1980, the rough husband is too hard to woo!

After Zhou Qi figured it out, the first reaction in her mind was that she must not let this secret be exposed.

She doesn’t want to live a life like Ning Qing’s!

From then on, she had been living cautiously, fearing that one day Zhou Yongxin and the others would know the truth, and everything she had now would become Ning Qing's. She tried every means to keep Ning Qing away from her home.

She didn't expect Ning Qing to be so haunted. Not only did she live in the same alley as her, but she also got better and better. She also fell in the eyes of Zhou Yongxin and Wang Shufen. How could she not be jealous? !

Thinking back to the wretched things Ning Jianan did last time when he came back, how could he be worthy of being a father?

She will never let Ning Jianan and Ning Qing disturb her current life!

She thought that by telling Lu Wei that idiot Ning Qing's value, he would get Ning Qing, but in the end, he gave Ning Meimei a wedding dress. What an idiot!

One is stupider than the other!

"Ning Jian'an! Ning Qing! None of you can escape, and I won't let any of you go! I will make you all pay the price, and no one can change anything about me!"

"Ning Qing, don't blame me. Who asked you to block my way?"

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The next day, Ning woke up and saw the soft and waxy Zhan Yannan next to him. She couldn't help but touch his hair and kissed his forehead.

Just got up to cook.

After eating, Ning Qing went to Baoji Hall to start a new day.

Brother and sister Tian Xiaoyong arrived early in the store. She said hello and started to help.

They were busy until 09:30. After breakfast, a few people were free. As soon as Ning Qing took a drink of water, she saw Ning Jianguo riding his bicycle in the direction of Baoji Hall.

She hurriedly greeted him, "Uncle, why are you here? Did something happen at home?"

"No, no, don't worry." Ning Jianguo locked his bicycle before entering Baoji Hall, "Your aunt is making clothes at home. Things at home...that's it, I'm here."

Ning Qing looked at Ning Jianguo's hunched back and felt very uncomfortable. On this day, she felt that Ning Jianguo had really aged a lot.

Ning Qing chatted with Ning Jianguo for a while. When a patient came over, she got up and left that position.

The whole afternoon was spent in such a busy manner.

When Ning Qing went home in the evening, she passed by the entrance of Ning Jianguo Alley and saw Zhang Cuiping sitting on the big stone at the door with a sad face and sad eyes.

"Auntie, what are you doing here?"

Seeing that it was Ning Qing, Zhang Cuiping immediately calmed down her expression and said, "I'm waiting for you here. After what Meimei said yesterday, I didn't even have the nerve to go to your house."

"Aunt, what are you talking about? You are my family no matter what," Ning Qing hugged Zhang Cuiping.

"Good boy," Zhang Cuiping nodded while wiping her tears, opened the cloth bag in her hand and handed it to Ning Qing, "These are the two cheongsams I made. Check if there are any problems. If there are any problems, you can Tell me, aunt, please change it again."

When Ning Qing looked at Zhang Cuiping, her eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes. She thought she had been rushing to work these past few days, and something like that happened, which made her sleep even worse.

She took two cheongsams and unfolded them. One was a light blue cheongsam, like spring water, with patterns drawn by needle and thread. The iron wire cloth was wrapped around the shoulders and buckled in front. The waist was decorated with warm and crystal jade beads, which diluted the cheongsam. It has a sense of formality and a gentle and elegant taste, which is suitable for Wang Zhaoxuan's quiet style.

The other piece is a traditional red cheongsam, which gives people a warm, passionate and energetic feeling. It is luxurious and elegant, highlighting the sexy charm of a woman's figure. It has both taste and style like Han Silian.

These two cheongsams have their own merits, and it only takes one glance to tell that they belong to different people.

"Aunt, you did a great job. I love you so much. The two ladies must like you more."

"If you say that, I feel relieved," Zhang Cuiping smiled reluctantly, and the sad look returned to her face, "At least I have accomplished something."

Ning Qing held Zhang Cuiping's hand and looked at her with some distress, "Auntie, you have to be well. This is Ning Meimei's own choice, and we can't interfere."

"I know, I just feel uncomfortable." Zhang Cuiping burst into tears when she talked about this, "How will my Meimei live her life in the future?"

"Don't be sad, everyone has his own destiny. God has arranged our life path for us."

"Qingqing, aunt knows what you said." Zhang Cuiping took Ning Qing's hand and talked for a while before telling her to go home quickly.

"Auntie, don't be sad, you still have me and my eldest brother!"

"Okay! Auntie knows. Go back quickly!"

Ning Qing turned around uneasy and gave another instruction. Zhang Cuiping smiled and urged her before leaving with peace of mind.

At the same time, Zhan Chuyao was listening to Wang Jingjun's report with a face full of indignation.

"Boss, we have investigated clearly. This batch of goods was stolen by the Han family in the provincial capital, but we have no conflict with the Han family. What do they want to do?"

Hearing that it was the Han family, Zhan Chuyao suddenly thought of someone, "The second son of the Han family, Han Jianbing?"

"Yes, yes, there is news that this person took it away," Wang Jingjun nodded repeatedly. After speaking, he thought of this person's condition, "I heard that this person has some rare disease."

After saying that, he smiled sarcastically, "This sick man dares to go against us, why don't we give him some color?"

Zhan Chuyao glanced at him and said, "The Han family is one of the largest families in Kyoto. I heard that the second son of the Han family is suffering from a stubborn illness. Although he is a sickly young man, he is a master with secretive thoughts and ruthless methods. If we are with him, Having a grudge will be very detrimental to our actions."

Listening to Zhan Chuyao's analysis, the smile on Wang Jingjun's face also faded, and he looked at Zhan Chuyao in embarrassment, "Then what should we do?"

"If we become enemies with these old families, wouldn't it be more difficult to return to the Zhan family in the future?"

Seeing Wang Jingjun's sluggish look, Zhan Chuyao shook his head helplessly, "Don't panic when doing things. Since he took the initiative to provoke, there is a reason. You first go and find out if his subordinates did something?"

"Then let's investigate what kind of illness this second son of the Han family has. If it's a matter of prescription, I'll help him find it."

"Okay," Wang Jingjun was about to leave after saying that. He took a step forward and then returned, "but... I haven't found the prescription for the old lady yet."

"Looking for them together, I always feel that there is some connection between these two prescriptions, otherwise they wouldn't both appear here."

"Okay, I understand." After saying that, Wang Jingjun trotted away.

Leaving Zhan Chuyao alone in the room, thinking that Ning Qing would be coming in a few days, he couldn't help but raise his lips, thinking about what to prepare for his little wife...