"Ah, young master, where's Li Sha?"
Xia Hou was startled. The young master's skills had improved again. He didn't even know when he had gotten close to him.
"Don't worry about her. If she can't find me, she will naturally come back."
Ding Ning laughed slyly. "Brother Xia Hou, I'm thinking about your future happiness. You have to hold on."
"Uh!"
Xia Hou stood up in embarrassment and looked outside uneasily. He still didn't see Li Sha's figure and could only follow Ding Ning to the reserved room.
The Tan Official Restaurant did not have a main hall. There were only 17 private rooms with plaques, chimes, screens, small bridges, and running water. There was no front hall, but there was a front desk. The straight corridor led to individual private rooms. The rooms were named after the beautiful gardens of Jiangnan, such as the Humble Administrator's Garden, Yellow Crane Tower, Ancient Garden, and so on.
Inside the private rooms, from the skirting, the wallboards, the top corner, the door covers, the window decorations, the round table, and the square chairs, they were all made of mahogany. The four walls were hung with the calligraphy and paintings of famous masters. There were golden napkins, apricot yellow plates, apricot yellow tablecloths, and a waitress dressed in an apricot yellow top. The elegant classical music of Shenzhou made one feel like they were in an imperial palace …
In the private room of Ancient Garden, Ding Qianlie ignored the imperial decorations and chased the waitress out. As if talking to herself, she muttered helplessly in a low voice, "Mother, don't worry. Brother will be here soon. We agreed on it last night. Don't be in a hurry."
Looking closely, one would find that the earholes covered by Ding Qianlie's hair were stuffed with a black earpiece.
In the Humble Administrator's Garden, Shen Muqing watched curiously as Aunt Xiang nervously talked to someone through the earpiece. Looking at her worried expression, her eyes flashed with thought.
Last night, she had stayed in the room Aunt Xiang had temporarily rented. From Aunt Xiang's red and swollen eyes after she came back and her excited expression, she could tell that Aunt Xiang had seen someone who could easily stir up her emotions.
In this regard, Shen Muqing was smart not to ask about it. She pretended not to know and chatted with her. Seeing that she was always absent-minded and often distracted, Shen Muqing knew that her guess was almost right.
But whether Aunt Xiang had seen her legendary lover or the child she had been separated from for more than twenty years, she did not know.
As for whether or not Aunt Xiang had a new lover, based on Shen Muqing's understanding of her, it was absolutely impossible. With her identity, status, talent, and appearance, if she had fallen in love with someone else, she would not have stayed chaste for her mysterious lover for more than 20 years.
She had to admit that her curiosity was like a cat scratching at her heart at this moment. However, her good upbringing made her forcibly suppress her curiosity. She silently wished for this poor woman in her heart and hoped that she could find happiness as soon as possible.
It had to be said that even though Aunt Xiang was almost 50 years old, she still maintained herself like a beauty in her early thirties. Time did not leave any marks on her enviably beautiful face. No wonder she was once the most beautiful woman in Yanjing.
Thinking of the title of the most beautiful woman in Yanjing, Shen Muqing was momentarily absent-minded. It seemed that starting from Aunt Xiang in front of her, the title of the most beautiful woman in Yanjing had never appeared again.
On the other hand, the titles of the most beautiful woman in Yanjing and the most talented woman in Yanjing were more well-known. This was also a way of expressing respect for Aunt Xiang.
It was a pity that the title of the most talented woman in Yanjing would soon disappear. In addition, she had come to Ninghai to study. It was likely that no one in Yanjing would remember this name.
On the other hand, although the witch Xiao Nuo had disappeared for more than two years, her prestige still remained and her name was still widely spread in various circles in Yanjing.
Xiao Nuo. Thinking of her childhood playmate, a faint and warm smile appeared at the corners of Shen Muqing's mouth. If she had a true friend since she was young, it would probably only be Xiao Nuo.
That crazy girl was a warm-hearted person with a genuine temperament. If it wasn't for that damned illness, perhaps they would have become best friends who could talk about anything.
She had long known that Xiao Nuo had come to Ninghai to work. As for why she had never come to find her, she could also guess the reason.
She did not blame her. After all, her body was still there. If it were anyone else, they would not want to make trouble for themselves. Especially after Xiao Chunan's accident, Xiao Nuo had cut off contact with her family. It was human nature not to contact her.
However, Shen Muqing now really wanted to have a friend. In her 22 years of life as if she was treading on thin ice, her heart had long been as calm as still water. She never dared to hope for friendship and love. She quietly waited for the judgment of fate.
But since Ding Ning appeared, it was like a wisp of spring breeze that wrinkled the lake, causing ripples in her heart. Love and friendship, these luxuries in life, had become the existence that she greatly desired.
Although it was very painful for her to leave Ding Ning and she had to bear the torment of missing him every day, she did not regret it. Having a love that she had never dared to imagine had already made her very satisfied. She could not be so greedy.
The books said that love was selfish, but she did not think so. If she had to sacrifice her life to be with him, she would definitely not turn back.
But if she had to use Ding Ning's life as the price, she could not bear such a consequence. For his safety, so be it. Besides, without her, he still had Ling Yun's company. Presumably, he had long forgotten her.
But why did her heart hurt so much? Without him, what was the point of living? She was not as strong and brave as Aunt Xiang, who could wait for more than 20 years for her lover. Even if it was just an illusory hope, they at least had to love each other deeply and miss each other.
But what about her? What did she have? What could she do? She could not see the future, could not see hope. Without Ding Ning, her life was only a patch of darkness.
Ding Ning's voice and smile were repeatedly broadcasted in her mind like a projector. She was shrouded in strong reluctance and sadness, which made her heartbeat suddenly accelerate. The longing and despair that she had never felt before made her heart ache like being stabbed by a knife. "It turns out that this is the feeling of heartbreak described in the book. It's really different from the feeling of a heart attack." Shen Muqing thought so.
"Muqing, Muqing, what's wrong?"
Aunt Xiang inadvertently turned her head and found that Shen Muqing was holding her chest. Her face was pale, her pupils dilated, and she slowly slid down from the chair. Frightened, she hurriedly ran over to support her and screamed in panic …
"What's wrong, Mother?"
Aunt Xiang's scream came from the earpiece, causing Ding Qianlie to frown and ask anxiously.
"Sister, I'm here. What happened? Why is your face so pale? "
Just at this time, Ding Ning pushed open the door with a smile and walked in. When he saw Ding Qianlie's increasingly pale face, he asked with concern.
Ding Qianlie frowned tightly. After listening to Aunt Xiang's urgent narration of what had happened, she immediately pulled Ding Ning's hand. "You leave first. I'll take my brother there immediately."
Ding Ning looked at her in surprise. He knew that something big must have happened and allowed her to pull him out.
"Chairman, I'm sorry, I … ah, why are you here?"
When they went out, they ran into Lisa, who came to ask for forgiveness dejectedly. When she saw Ding Ning, she immediately opened her mouth in shock.
Ding Qianlie's face was solemn. If something happened to the girl of the Shen Family when she was with her mother, not only would it be difficult to keep her mother's whereabouts a secret, but they would also become enemies with the Shen Family in an instant. She waved her hand to interrupt Lisa. "Let's talk about it later."
She pulled Ding Ning and hurriedly ran to the Humble Administrator's Garden. "Sister, what's wrong?"
"A heart patient suddenly had an attack. By the way, this patient is also your acquaintance."
Ding Qianlie hurriedly explained as she walked.
"My acquaintance? Who? "
Ding Ning looked confused. He really couldn't think of which acquaintance of his would know Ding Qianlie.
"Shen Muqing."
Ding Qianlie gently opened her cherry lips and said a name lightly, but Ding Ning's face instantly turned pale as if he had been struck by lightning.
No one knew Shen Muqing's condition better than him. After his treatment, her life would not be in danger within a year, but now she unexpectedly had an attack. There was only one possibility, that was, she had been greatly stimulated. This made him full of hostility, and his eyes turned red. He gritted his teeth and said, "Where is she? Take me there."
Ding Qianlie looked at him worriedly. She knew that he blamed Shen Muqing's attack on the person with her, but it was his mother. He couldn't say that his mother had stimulated her and made her attack.
In fact, even she didn't know why Shen Muqing suddenly had an attack. She just subconsciously thought that her mother must have inadvertently said something that stimulated her.
They didn't expect that Aunt Xiang's anxious behavior made Shen Muqing think of Ding Ning. She couldn't get over it and had a world-weary idea, which stimulated her to have a heart attack.
In fact, she had already learned the breathing technique and the Sutra of Cultivating Spirit. Even if she had a heart attack, she could regulate herself, control her heart rate, and see a doctor in time.
But she sighed with emotion at Aunt Xiang's pitiful emotional experience. Empathizing with her, she was disheartened and hated herself for not having the courage to fight against the family. Feeling sorry for herself, she had the will to die. She didn't even have time to activate her martial arts before she fainted. That was why such a critical situation had occurred.
With a bang, Ding Ning, who was burning with anxiety, almost carried Ding Qianlie to the Humble Administrator's Garden as fast as he could. He kicked open the door, ignoring the waiters' screams. In his eyes, there was only the weak body and the pale face.
"Muqing!"
Ding Ning's heart ached as if it was being pricked by needles. He flew over and immediately grabbed her wrist to carefully examine her physical condition. Thus, he ignored the bewildered Aunt Xiang's complicated expression as she stood to the side.
Aunt Xiang's mood at the moment was very subtle and indescribable. She had never thought that at this moment, she would be so close to the son she had yearned for day and night.
This made her, who had planned to leave secretly, unable to take another step. She looked at Ding Ning in a daze, and there was no one else in her eyes.
Ding Qianlie hurriedly stepped forward, pulled her arm, and whispered, "Aunt Xiang, you go first."
She knew that Ding Ning's hearing was amazing. She was afraid that he would hear her mother, so she called her Aunt Xiang instead.
Aunt Xiang finally came to her senses. She looked at Ding Ning reluctantly, made a gesture to Ding Qianlie to make a phone call, and then left in a hurry.
"I will help her stabilize her pulse first. Everyone, go out and don't let anyone in."
Ding Ning secretly breathed a sigh of relief after the examination. Fortunately, he came in time. If he had come three minutes later, Shen Muqing would have died.
Her heartbeat had fallen into a state of stagnation. He had to use the powerful resuscitation to help her heartbeat start again. It might be difficult for ordinary people, but for him, it was a piece of cake.
"Okay, Knife Scar and I will guard the door. No one will be let in."
Seeing Ding Ning's serious expression, Ding Qianlie hurriedly agreed and walked out.
The owner of the restaurant, Tan Cong, was alarmed and came in a hurry. He was afraid that he would be involved if someone died. He hurriedly wanted to call an ambulance, but was coldly refused by Ding Qianlie.
Ding Qianlie, the business goddess, was mysterious, but as the owner of a top restaurant, Tan Cong was slick in dealing with people and had all the big customers that could not be offended.
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