"Ye Ninghuan, listen! In my place, you don't have to give, you just need to accept. "

Ning Huan Leng Leng Leng, "for, why?" Don't you have to pay for nothing?

"Why don't I have to pay?" Ning Huan asked, did not understand.

"I can't bear it. You'll be tired."

All the words have been speechless, Ning Huan put out his hand and put his arm around Quan Shaocheng's neck directly, and quickly pasted the red lips on it

Her kissing skills still didn't make any progress. Quan Shaocheng quickly turned the passive into an active one

This kiss has lasted for a long time, when the scene sad silver silk appears, Quan Shaocheng this just slightly raised the lip corner.

He stretched out his hand to adjust her seat, buckled the seat belt, and arranged the clothes that had slipped off her shoulders. Everything was as natural as leisure.

By the time Aston Martin drove again, it was ten minutes later

Soon, after arriving at the gate of the clay Museum, Ning Huan, in a high spirits, just as soon as the central locking device is opened, rushes out of the car and runs towards the clay Museum

But just entered the clay Museum, Ning Huan did not see the familiar grandfather and grandmother, but a relatively young middle-aged man is cleaning the clay Museum.

The business of the clay museum is still very good, and many new products are even displayed in the window at the door.

"Hello." After noticing Ning Huan, the middle-aged man who is sweeping the floor quickly puts down his broom and dustpan and smiles at Ning Huan. The man is about 40 or 50 years old. He looks charmingly naive. He wears a pair of glasses and has a very smart look behind his naive manner.

"Are you here to make clay? It's going to close in an hour. What a coincidence! I don't think you're a regular visitor, are you

"I I'm not a regular customer, but I'm here to make clay hand models. What about the previous owners here? " Ning Huan looks at the middle-aged man in front of him and asks.

After seeing Ning Huan, the middle-aged man was shocked by her slightly familiar face for a few seconds, and then said with a smile: "it's gone."

"Gone? Where have you been? "

"Gone forever." Although the middle-aged man has a smile on his face, Ning Huan can feel his sadness.

Ning Huan bit her lower lip. She didn't expect that only a few years later, they would be gone forever Never again.

"I'm their son. I used to be an executive in a very powerful chaebol, but after I quit, I came to run this clay Museum."

Ning Huan nods, and doesn't know what to say. Looking at the clay Museum, which is still unchanged, she has a pang of pain in her heart

The parking car Quan Shaocheng stepped into the clay Museum. After seeing Quan Shaocheng, the middle-aged man quickly bowed to Quan Shaocheng.

"Less power." The middle-aged man looked very respectful, "Why are you here? Long time no see. "

Ning Huan heard his voice, some stunned, she looked at the middle-aged man in front of her, felt incredible.

"Director he?"

"I'm no longer a supervisor. I have less power."

"I didn't nod your resignation application. You were still the financial director of W.Y." he said

"Less power..."

"Is it this clay museum that keeps you?"

He Zhigang nodded, "yes, Quan Shao. This is the painstaking efforts of my parents. All of them are fighting for the clay Museum." After he Zhigang's voice dropped, he suddenly realized something. He quickly took off his glasses, wiped his eyes, and then put them on again. He looked at Ning Huan again, "I didn't recognize it before. It was the president's wife."

"President's wife" these four words, let Ning Huan scared a big jump.

"Quan Shao, you came here with the president's wife to make clay hand models, right? I'm going to prepare the materials and tools now. "

Quan Shaocheng nodded slightly.

He Zhigang quickly went down to prepare.

Ning Huan stepped forward to the right of Shaocheng, "he is the son of grandfather and grandmother."

"Well, he's the treasurer of W.Y., too."

"You didn't agree to his resignation?"

Quan Shaocheng nodded. He knew people clearly.

"Is he very good?" Ning Huan does not know much about this aspect, but he Zhigang is a very capable person.

"It's a rare talent." This is Quan Shaocheng's evaluation of him.

"So Quan Shao refused to let go of this talent." Ning Huan was sure to make a sound.

He laughed. "You can understand that."

Ning Huan nods. After all, finance is very important, and financial supervisor is also very important.

Quan Shaocheng said that he Zhigang was a talent, so he must be. No one would let him go.

What's more, it's a business emperor with less power?

"It's a pity that the old man and the old woman left." Ning Huan turns her head and looks at the neat wall cabinet on which are the photos of the old man and the old woman.Grandma thought of the buckwheat bag she had given her.

But in the twinkling of an eye, there is no good buckwheat tea, no grandmother's smile, no grandfather's attention There's nothing left.

"Long wait!" He Zhigang quickly prepared all the materials.

Soon, Quan Shaocheng and Ning Huan hand in hand, he Zhigang immediately and carefully paste the clay.

"I..." Ning Huan wants to ask something about her grandfather and grandmother, but she doesn't know how to open her mouth. She doesn't want to expose people's scars.

"Does the president's wife want to ask about my parents?" He Zhigang has clearly seen what Ning Huan wants to ask.

Ning Huan nodded, "yes."

"My parents left three months ago." He Zhigang said truthfully, "my mother's renal failure, my father's liver function appeared serious abnormalities, the doctor's conclusions are very bad, my father is better than my mother, I think after the operation, my father can survive, even if one or two years is enough, but did not expect, the day after the operation, my father said that he was uncomfortable, he said he saw A lot of beautiful light. I felt a little scared at that time and asked my father if he had any wish to achieve? My father said nothing. After a few minutes, he pointed in the direction of the door and called out my mother's name

When he Zhigang said this, his words suddenly stopped. After a moment, he said again: "my mother is in the ward on the 16th floor, while my father is in the ward on the second floor. If you want to meet me, you can't see him. Moreover, my mother's health is very poor, and she can't get out of bed. My father has just finished the operation, so it's completely impossible to get out of bed. I reflected this situation to the hospital, and with some money and effort, I moved my father's hospital bed to 16 and met my mother

"The first time they saw each other, their hands clasped each other. My mother was not very conscious at that time. She could not remember me or the people she knew. The only person she remembered was my father." He Zhigang put the clay on one side carefully. "Later, my mother still couldn't hold on. When I shook hands with my father, she left, and my father held her cold hand all the time. After three hours, he also left."

"But I think when my parents left, they were very happy and very happy, and many old customers came to care about them, and they would be very happy to know that."

"It was the light that took them away, and they must be very happy now, just like you said, extremely happy." Ning Huan also believes that grandparents will be very happy.

"Thank you, Madam President. They will be happy!" He Zhigang also held this beautiful wish and laughed.

"Come on, President, President's wife, have a drink of water. It will be a while before the clay model is ready." He Zhigang handed two cups of buckwheat tea to Quan Shaocheng and Ning Huan.

Ning Huan drank a mouthful of buckwheat tea, but it was not the original taste.

"It turns out that the president and the president's wife have been here before, but I don't know at all. It's really a slight."

Ning Huan shook her head and denied he Zhigang's words, "she didn't neglect at all. She was very kind to me and gave me a bag of buckwheat tea."

"If the president's wife likes it, I can take some, but I've got buckwheat, which is not as good as my parents."

Ning Huan shook her head, "I understand your kindness, but a lot of things do not taste the same as before." Like this buckwheat tea, it will never become the original taste.

He Zhigang said with a smile, "yes, the president's wife is right, but many good memories will be preserved forever."

Ning Huan smiles and nods.

He Zhigang is no longer making light bulbs. He quickly looks at Quan Shaocheng, who has not spoken a word during the whole journey, and says in a voice: "president, you and the president's wife will sit here for a while. I'll go to the back garden to clean up."

After Quan Shaocheng nodded slightly, he Zhigang quickly walked to the back garden.

"Feel sick?" Quan Shaocheng saw the red eyes of Ning Huan, and the tears rolled in her eyes.

Ning Huan is really feel uncomfortable, she buried her face in the chest of power Shaocheng.

"Birth, aging, disease and death are human nature."

"I'm afraid."

Quan Shaocheng's expression was very serious. His right hand touched her soft hair, and his thin lips opened slightly. He said, "if you die, I won't live alone. If I die, you should live for me."

Ning Huan was stunned and quickly said, "bah, bah, what can't die? You won't! We still have Yushen! Hee hee, do you want another one? " Ning Huan tilted her head and suggested.

Quan Shaocheng frowned and shook his head. His expression was a little uncomfortable.

"I'll do a good job of contraception." Quan Shaocheng stretched out his hand and pinched her face. Although he was not happy, his eyes were still doting on her.

“....” Ning Huan did not understand, "why?"

"I don't want a second child."

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