Chapter 67 The past flies by

She has a decent figure, standing upright even when she is doing her best. She has a slender figure, and her decent standing posture is not intentional at all. It seems that she was born this way. The world says that beauty is in the bones but not in the skin. This sentence is quite suitable for the Shen Qing in front of them. .

Perhaps the group of people upstairs were looking too eagerly. Shen Qing stood on one side and unconsciously took a step closer to Lu Jingxing who was walking over.

"Sir, dinner is ready," Nancy said when she saw that everyone couldn't come to their senses for a long time, she broke the silence in the room. Her wife's appearance was indeed rare in the world, but it was really unruly for everyone to inquire like this. "Cough~," Xu Han saw this, covered his lips behind him and coughed lightly, and then brought everyone back to their thoughts.

Then there was a moment of embarrassment, and they all covered their lips and coughed, "Eat, eat."

The person involved, Shen Qing, didn't feel anything was wrong at all. On the contrary, Mr. Lu looked slightly displeased.

As he led her to the dining room, he whispered in his ear: "You should come out with a veil." He was so strong and domineering, how could he let his wife be so coveted. Hearing this, Shen Qing raised her eyes to look at him, with some unknown thoughts in her eyes. Lu Jingxing was a very strange person. It was clearly him who suggested having dinner together, but now he disliked her coming?

Thinking of this, she felt unhappy and wanted to take her hand back, but he held her closer.

Seeing that her face was talking freely, without the playfulness that she had just hidden from everyone's eyes, he sighed softly, how could he not know what she was thinking, "Just kidding."

It's an explanation.

At that time, Lu Jingxing and Shen Qing were sitting at the main seat in the Qinyuan dining room. A group of members were sitting in the lower seats, well distributed. Some members of the think tank started talking, casually chatting about changes in foreign situations in recent years. Lu Jingxing spent most of his time listening. Don't forget to wait for Shen Qing to eat.

Acting normally seems to be the norm every day.

Lu Jingxing always looked after Shen Qing when he had dinner with her, and today was no exception.

After everyone finished speaking, when they saw that Mr. Lu hadn't said a word, they all turned their eyes towards him, only to see that he was reaching for soup, then placed the soup bowl in front of the Crown Princess and whispered something. , people who were far away didn't hear clearly, but people who were close were really stunned.

Mr. Lu told her to be careful about scalding.

Lu Jingxing was born into a powerful family and was born with a golden spoon. Small things such as food and daily life were taken care of by servants since he was a child. For him, doing these things is a waste of time.

But now, while listening to the casual conversation between the members, he was serving his wife who was still giving him a cold face after several months of marriage.

Seeing that there was no sound, he glanced coldly at everyone present. Everyone was embarrassed and looked back. Then he returned to the atmosphere of the casual conversation seriously, and his thoughts jumped very quickly.

The most uncomfortable person in this table is probably Shen Qing.

She didn't like talking to others, so she naturally didn't want to get involved in their chat.

She has a small appetite, half a bowl is enough, but tonight, while Lu Jingxing was listening to everyone chatting, he put vegetables into her bowl. Eat? Already full, don't want to eat? Is it too disrespectful to him in front of outsiders?

Lu Jingxing felt that it was nothing when he used chopsticks. On the contrary, Nancy, who was waiting on one side, felt a little... pass. I don't know if the husband did it unintentionally or intentionally.

Shen Qing nodded lightly and listened to them talking about the domestic and international situation, occasionally chatting about gossip, and adhering to the principle that the host should not leave the table prematurely, he sat lightly with them. Until Lu Jingxing put the green vegetables into the bowl with chopsticks, she gave her chopsticks a hard slap, what else?

She thought she would stop after finishing the last bit, but she never thought that Lu Jingxing would still put vegetables into her bowl. Seeing this, she slowly put the hand holding the chopsticks to one side. It was clear that she was full. . Stop eating with chopsticks. Lu Jingxing seemed to have just noticed her and saw that her face was unhappy. Raising your eyebrows slightly, are you annoyed? Seeing this, Lu Jingxing also stopped using his chopsticks, stretched out his hand and pulled out two tissues and handed them to her. Shen Qing took them and gently wiped the corners of his lips, then folded the wiped tissues and placed them on the table. This move made everyone stunned. This woman is so well behaved and delicate.

"Go for a walk in the yard," Lu Jingxing said.

Xu knew that he had accidentally fed her too much tonight, so he ordered her to go and eat.

She stood up slowly, behaved gracefully and nodded slightly to everyone, "Everyone, eat slowly."

She didn't speak much, very little, but just four words made everyone shocked again.

She is tender and charming, charming in words. Her posture is elegant and charming, her behavior is gentle and quiet, her mood is soft and gentle, and her words are appropriate and pleasant.

Such a woman is rare in the world.

Among the few children of aristocratic families in the capital, few have such an elegant posture. Her short words, gentle and light, are like a clear spring in summer, refreshing. Lu Jingxing turned his gaze to Nancy, who followed him slowly.

As she left the dining room, perhaps because she was too close, she actually heard a soft sigh from the lovely person in front of her.

Shen Qing was indeed full and had done so all morning, but because of her face, she could not speak directly to Lu Jingxing. At this time, the night was sweeping in, and she was walking slowly in Qinyuan Nuo University wearing a light-colored loose sweater. In the garden, Nancy followed closely behind her, walking slowly and slowly, as if she was afraid of disturbing her.

The nights in Qinyuan in autumn are not very quiet. Walking along the tree-lined paths, you can occasionally hear one or two birdsong. Qinyuan is very big. Shen Qing has lived in it for more than a month and has not yet explored how big it is. So he walks slowly along. There are so many thoughts in my mind. Time has passed and years have passed. How many years has it been since she took a leisurely stroll in the garden like today?

It seems that the true meaning of the joy of landscape has never been truly explored.

Qinyuan's bodyguards patrolled along the road. When they saw someone coming, they stopped and called out "ma'am" respectfully. Shen Qing nodded in agreement.

Maybe it was far away from the main house, so Nancy reminded her, "Madam, if you go further, you will reach the yard over there." "Which side?" she asked, rarely curious about things in Qinyuan. "The front yard is where Qinyuan's bodyguards live," Nancy explained softly. Their wife was very indifferent to Qinyuan's affairs. "Your husband said that there are large camellias in the garden. Where are they?" She only remembered what Lu Jingxing told her in the afternoon. "It's a little far away from here, and you can't see much at night. If my wife wants to see it, she can go there early tomorrow morning, when the fragrance of flowers will be strong," Nancy said. Indeed, Shen Qing seemed to think it was reasonable, so he stopped asking. Instead, he saw a lake in front of him, stood firm, and sat on a chair on one side, enjoying the autumn breeze. Everyone in Qinyuan had dinner and then left one after another. Lu Jingxing came out of the bathroom. The servant handed him a towel. He gently wiped his hands and asked softly, "Where is the wife?" "Butler Nan is walking with the wife in the garden," the servant said. humane.

Hearing this, Lu Jingxing raised his eyebrows slightly, but he hasn't replied yet? Little did he know that his wife's eyes were caught by a pool of clear water during a walk, and she sat by the lake for half an hour. When Lu Jingxing looked for her, he saw Nancy waiting respectfully to one side, sitting on a couch. Shen Qing's whole body exudes an aura of loneliness. Looking from a distance, her back still shows a bit of vicissitudes of life. Although the autumn night is desolate, it can't compare to her back.

Nancy wanted to call out softly, but he raised his hand to stop her, and then waved her away.

At this time, Shen Qing was recalling all the hardships in the years when she was young and left home. In Jiangcheng, she was considered to have become famous at a young age. To become famous at a young age, she would inevitably experience setbacks and hardships prematurely, and she would know the cruelty of reality and the world earlier than others. The cold weather and the indifference of humanity were all the executioners pushing her to the guillotine. That year, there was heavy snowfall in Los Angeles, and she staggered towards her home. The thick snow crunched along the road, and she struggled to move forward step by step. When she arrived in front of her house, she saw a young man wrapped in a blanket in the distance. Wearing a thick down jacket, she was waiting outside the door. She was stunned for a moment and stood there, not daring to move forward or back.

And the young man also saw her, and just like her, he didn't dare to move forward or back. The snow was flying heavily and his hair turned white. From dusk to nightfall, neither of them spoke a word, despite the cold wind blowing. She shivered, and it wasn't until the street lights came on that she realized she had lost her composure, and then she walked towards him, each step being extremely heavy. When she passed him, his joyful voice was mixed with a trace of pain, and he called her "Ah" quiet. This soft call broke down all her forbearance, and the impenetrable defense in her heart suddenly collapsed. When she turned around again, her face was filled with tears, and so was he.

The snow was falling heavily, and the boy and girl stood hugging each other, eager to rub each other into their arms.

How can we not record such beautiful scenery?

When she was young, all her feelings were strangled in the cradle before she could express them. Then she resolutely turned around and left the country, and they met again many years later. When she met her old friend in a foreign country, all her hatred and unwillingness were put aside in this snowy moment. She I just want to comfort him and hope that he can give her warmth as usual.

"What are you thinking about?" A soft question pulled her gaze back.