A happy life taught by a domineering daughter

On the way home, Lin Xin was driving. He curiously looked at Ning Zhuya who was sitting silently in the back seat in the rearview mirror and asked:

"I'm actually curious. Don't your parents support you now? Why are you still so cold towards them?"

Ning Zhuya, who was sitting in the back seat and looking out the window in a daze, turned around and said:

"I'm in a bad mood right now. If you don't want to be whipped, just keep your mouth shut."

Seeing her instantly cold face, Lin Xin curled his lips and asked no more questions.

At this moment, a beep sounded, and Ning Zhuya picked up her phone to check it with some irritability.

After taking a look at the information on her phone, she directly ordered Lin Xin:

"Turn around and go to Lanjiang Hotel."

Lin Xin looked at the villa area not far away, sighed secretly and had to turn around.

"What's wrong with this?"

Ning Zhuya said calmly: "We have guests looking for us, so it's hard to refuse."

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At the door of the police station, as the police chief, Chen Wei personally sent Ning Donghong out with a smile, and said with an apologetic smile:

"I'm sorry, Brother Ning, my subordinates acted too recklessly and made you suffer in this matter."

Ning Donghong was also full of questions at this time. Why did he suddenly let himself go? His identity as the general manager of the Tianmu Group seems not that easy to use, right?

Especially when he saw the smile on Chen Wei's face, he felt uncomfortable.

Although he knew Chen Wei, he didn't know him well enough. Why did he suddenly feel like a different person.

But thinking that he could come out early, he stopped worrying about these things and thought about what his wife should have done.

Ning Donghong smiled at Chen Wei and cupped his hands, "Then Director Chen, I'll leave first. I'll treat you to tea when I have time."

After saying that, Ning Donghong left the police station in a special police car.

After he left, the smile on Chen Wei's face suddenly faded, and he looked worried, with hesitation flashing in his eyes.

After thinking for a moment, he took out his cell phone, found a number and dialed it.

The call was connected almost instantly, and a steady voice came from the other end:

"Old Chen, what's wrong?"

Chen Wei held up his mobile phone with a slightly serious face and said:

"Old Wang, I have something to report to you. You may need to send a message to the higher authorities. My level is not high enough..."

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Lanjiang Hotel is one of the industries that attracts the most money from Shangyu Group. It has dozens of branches in the country and its annual net profit is more than [-] million.

Perhaps it is not a big deal for top business leaders like Tianmu Group, but for the lower and middle-level people in Shanghai, it is already extremely rare.

In the large and luxurious box on the top floor, Xiao Jie was wearing a crisp suit, giving people the impression of a gentle gentleman.

Lin Xin's complaining voice came from outside the box, and then the door of the box was opened and two people walked in.

"I asked you to put it on yourself next time. I will help you put it on every time."

"Why, you don't agree?"

The door opened, and Ning Zhuya walked in holding Lin Xin's ears, her delicate face filled with displeasure.

This guy actually dares to complain about himself now. It seems that he still lacks training.

Looking at the two of them, Xiao Jie held his hands and smiled and said, "You guys have a really good relationship."

Ning Zhuya directly pulled Lin Xin to sit opposite and said coldly:

"What do you want me to do?"

Lin Xin on the side looked at the food on the table and began to eat happily, listening to the conversation between the two while eating.

Xiao Jie narrowed his eyes and smiled lightly: "Of course it's about the Qin family."

"We had discussed it before, but now you suddenly disrupted the plan, making it difficult for me to do it."

Hearing this, Ning Zhuya snorted coldly, "When have I ever needed to explain to you what I do?"

After saying that, she turned to look at Lin Xin who was eating heartlessly and couldn't help but slap him on the head.

"Ah!" Lin Xin, who was beaten inexplicably, looked at Ning Zhuya dissatisfied, "Why are you so crazy?"

Ning Zhuya pointed to the crayfish on the table, her meaning not to be too obvious.

Lin Xin wiped his mouth helplessly, took the plate of crayfish and started peeling the shells, and then handed the shrimp meat to Ning Zhuya's mouth.

Ning Zhuya ate in small stutters with graceful movements.

Looking at the submissive Lin Xin who was being trained, Xiao Jie, who was sitting opposite, had an inexplicable look in his eyes, and then he said calmly:

"Put this matter aside for now. I came to you this time to remind you to be careful about my father. He is not that simple."

Ning Zhuya frowned, "What do you mean?"

Xiao Jie picked up a piece of green cabbage leaf and put it into the bowl. He answered the question with a smile:

"The lusher a tree's trunk is, the deeper its roots go into the ground. We usually only see its lush green leaves, but we know nothing about the roots that are deep in the soil."

Hearing this, Lin Xin's deep eyes fluctuated slightly, as if he thought of something, but did not say it.

Ning Zhuya, on the other hand, did not take this sentence into her heart at all. Xiao Jie saw it all and did not continue to "remind" her.

The high-pressure life for more than ten years was both a benefit and the only drawback for Ning Zhuya.

When a person is out of touch with society, the only person he believes in is himself, and he does not try to figure out or care about what others think.

And this is the biggest reason for Ning Zhuya's cold personality.

"I hope we can still have a chance to cooperate." Xiao Jie stood up, smiled, and left the box.

Especially for the last sentence, Xiao Jie first glanced at Lin Xin and then at Ning Zhuya, the meaning of which was unclear.

After Xiao Jie left, Ning Zhuya took off her white shoes without any image, placed her bare feet on Lin Xin's lap, and showed a satisfied smile on her face.

Lin Xin looked at Ning Zhuya, the "shoe-off addict", and glanced at the pink and white feet on his lap with some disgust.

I'm still eating, so I can't pay attention to my image.

Ning Zhuya frowned, grabbed Lin Xin's face and pulled it hard, saying coldly:

"You just disliked me, right? Are your wings stiff?"

"No." Lin Xin, who was embarrassed, said aggrievedly: "I was just thinking about my wife, you work so hard every day, how about I give you a squeeze?"

Upon hearing this, Ning Zhuya thought it seemed pretty good, so she let go of her lush green fingers and nodded, "That's right, then I blamed you wrongly."

"Yes, yes." Lin Xin agreed with a smile.

Then he put down the chopsticks in his hand, picked up the white feet on his legs, placed his hands on the acupuncture points and pinched them gently.

Ning Zhuya closed her eyes comfortably, enjoying the relaxation in her free time.

She really made the right choice for this man, who can massage him at the top and cook at the bottom.