Chapter 615

"Mom!" Zhao Xiaoqing trembled all over: "look at her villain's power!"

"Zhao Ning pinched his fist and said," apply it to your eyes. "

"Zhao Xiaoqing wanted to say something else, but seeing that Zhao Ning's face was not quite right, she stopped talking and covered her eyes well.

After a long time, Zhao Ning's look finally returned to normal. Her tone was flat and asked, "Xiaoqing, do you want to marry long Shao and become the future hostess of Long Shi?"

"Think!" Zhao Xiaoqing immediately removed the cloth wrapped with ice from her eyes and said, "Mom, I think!"

"Well, then do as I say." Zhao Ning's eyes were cold: "mom must let you marry long Shao and let you be the hostess of Long's future!"

"Yes!" Zhao Xiaoqing's eyes are full of hope.

She really dreams of marrying long Shao. She wants to see how arrogant she will be after long Ziche abandons Xia Xiaowei!

"Mom, what should I do?" Zhao Xiaoqing looked at Zhao Ning and asked.

"You apologize to your uncle Xia first." Zhao Ning said.

"What?" Zhao Xiaoqing was slightly stunned: "I, I apologize?"

Xia Zhiming is not happy to talk to her!

Xia Zhien doesn't come to apologize to her, but she has to apologize to Xia Zhien!

"Why?" Zhao Xiaoqing was not satisfied.

"With our mother and daughter." Zhao Ning said, "you don't have your surname Xia yet."

"Zhao Xiaoqing bit her lower lip and couldn't find anything to refute even if she wanted to refute.

"Xiaoqing, don't worry." Zhao Ning took Zhao Xiaoqing's hand and said, "Mom will change your surname, let you become the daughter of the Xia family openly, and let you get everything you should have!"

"The Xia family owes you all this! Yan Ruyu owes you!" Zhao Ning said coldly.

"Yes." Looking at Zhao Ning's eyes, Zhao Xiaoqing nodded: "OK."

Xia Zhien on the other side is sitting on the bar counter of the bar, drinking wine cup by cup.

He's in a panic.

Since becoming the president of Xia Shi, except for the rush at the beginning, the work has been smooth since then.

Originally thought that his biggest obstacle was the strong and capable Yan Ruyu.

Yan Ruyu has more shares and stronger ability than him. Master Xia has always appreciated Yan Ruyu and even better than his own son. Even those senior executives in the company listen to Yan Ruyu.

What is he, the president?

Xia Zhien was oppressed. It was not easy. Yan Ruyu suddenly decided to travel. He supported it very much.

As long as Yan Ruyu leaves, he will naturally be able to dominate the power, and no one will stop him from making a decision.

Who knows, Yan Ruyu died in the sea.

When Yan Ruyu died, he was in a trance.

Sad is not much sad, just a little confused about what to do in the future.

But after being at a loss, Xia Zhien suddenly found that it was also good. After all, he finally didn't have to be a puppet president.

You can also take your first lover home openly.

Zhao Ning, who is gentle like water and always admires himself, is what a president's wife should look like.

Women, why so strong, so capable.

Just stay at home, okay?

However, when he really felt the crisis, the first person he thought of was Yan Ruyu.

Xia Zhien suddenly began to feel sad. He drank a cup of yellow soup and cried.

It seems that after knowing it, he finally reacted to the death of his wife.

His wife died, his daughter was unfilial, his second wife was unreliable, and even his father didn't support him.

Xia Zhien thinks he is the most difficult.

Why is he so miserable

For the sake of Zhao Ning's mother and daughter, he was willing to give up the 15% equity, but he didn't get their gratitude and understanding. He also asked him to explain to Zhao Xiaoqing.

Master Xia also forced him to give Xia Xiaowei an explanation.

Explain.

Everyone wants him to explain. Who will give him an explanation!

Who!

Xia Zhien leaned against the bar, and the world in front of him was blurred.

After all, he was old, not stronger than before, and his heart was depressed. At this moment, he felt that the uncomfortable taste above him was not good at all.

Gradually, Xia Zhien felt his consciousness more and more hazy.

By the time he regained consciousness, it was early the next morning.

The biological clock at work for so many years made him open his eyes on time at 8 o'clock.

Snow white ceiling, strange room, the air is filled with the smell of alcohol.

He raised his hand and rubbed the swollen and painful temples. Xia Zhien slowly sat up and found that his clothes were missing!

And there was a curly haired woman beside him.

The woman was sleeping with her back to him.

Xia Zhien suddenly reacted that something had happened and his face suddenly changed.

Get out of bed immediately and put on your clothes in a hurry.

"Well" at this moment, the woman in the bed had a reaction, turned around, raised her head and looked at Xia Zhien dimly: "in the morning, can you be quiet!"

"He was suddenly scolded, and Xia Zhien was also stunned.

"Sleeping doesn't make people sleep well." Put the quilt under the armpit and protect it in front of the chest. The woman sits up and reveals a large smooth back.

With her hands, she lazily lifted a long hair hanging on her shoulders, revealing her slender neck and a little red spots on it.

The red spots spread from the side of the neck to the position covered by the quilt, and all of them are ostentatiously announcing what happened last night.

"Xia Zhien gulped a mouthful of water.

The woman reached for the lighter and cigarette beside the bedside table, lit one and held it to her lips. After taking a cigarette, she seemed to be awake. She turned her head and looked at Xia Zhien: "you got up very early."

"Who are you?" Xia Zhien looked at the woman and asked.

"I'm the owner of the bar where you drank last night." The woman held a cigarette between her fingertips and said, "everyone calls me sister Mei. I think you are ten or twenty years older than me. I won't take advantage of you. Just call me Mei."

Then the woman raised her eyebrows and smiled.

That smile with a touch of evil laziness, as well as an unspeakable self-confidence and strength, even fascinated Xia Zhien.

"May?" Xia Zhien looked at the woman and murmured.

"Yes." The woman nodded her head with satisfaction, tilted her head, smiled at Xia Zhien and said, "I saw you drink in the bar last night and quarreled with your wife?"

"No." Xia Zhien calmed down and remembered Zhao ninglai. For a moment, he felt guilty and hung his head to continue to dress neatly.

Holding a cigarette in her hand, sister Mei lay on her side on the bed, with her head on her other hand, looking at Xia Zhien with curved eyebrows and eyes and a smile.