The queen's wife is too sultry

Sunny day, city hospital, inside the ward.

Zhang Yuemei had a pair of presbyopic glasses on the bridge of her nose, holding a pair of needlework in her hand, and was concentrating on knitting.

Suddenly, there was the sound of the doorknob being twisted, and someone walked in with very light steps.

Zhang Yuemei didn't raise her head, she was still focusing on her needlework, she said naturally: "Little Li, didn't you have a checkup today? Why are you here again?"

Xiao Li was the nurse who checked her routinely. During the two weeks when Ye Zhen forced her to stay in the hospital, Xiao Li was always taking care of her.

Seeing that "Xiao Li" hadn't responded to her, Zhang Yuemei bit off the end of the thread with her teeth, then raised her head and asked, "Why didn't you say—"

Before she finished speaking, when she saw clearly that the person who came was not Xiao Li, the expression on her face suddenly froze, and the original smile froze on her face.

"What are you doing here?"

Zhang Yuemei put down the needle and thread in her hand and asked expressionlessly.

It was still sunny outside, but the temperature in the ward suddenly dropped.

The visitor's expression was equally stiff, with a bit of shame in his bewilderment.

Because of Zhang Yuemei's stern eyes, he stood still and dared not take a step forward.

"I'll come and see you." He murmured.

Zhang Yuemei's face darkened, her eyes of anger and disgust were like arrows, stabbing at that person mercilessly:
"Ning Hongjing, how thick is your skin, that you still have the face to appear in front of me?"

Although the words were harsh, Ning Hongjing did not turn into anger at all. He trembled all over, and the regret and guilt in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Dean Zhang, I know you are still blaming me for Ye Qi's matter"

He closed his eyes, looking ashamed and ashamed:
"I know it's too late to say I'm sorry, but you are Ye Qi's only elder, and I have to apologize in front of you in person."

Zhang Yuemei frowned in disgust, her cold eyes swept across him, and she sneered, "You don't cherish people when they're not dead. Why are you pretending to be affectionate now that people are dead?"

"Get out of here now, I don't want to see you!"

Ning Hongjing clenched his fists tightly, and his feet seemed to be filled with lead, preventing him from taking a single step.

He had mustered up his courage when he came here, and if he went back like this, he would look down on himself.

So, he took a deep breath and walked to Zhang Yuemei's bed.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuemei's face instantly turned livid, "Ning Hongjing, what on earth do you want to do! If you don't leave, I'll call someone over!"

"Dean Zhang, call me. Even if you drive me away this time, I will come again next time until you calm down and have a good talk with me."

These words not only carry a humble request, but also have a bit of rogue meaning.

Even an old man like Zhang Yuemei was stunned for a moment because of his shameless words.

She finally looked at Ning Hongjing squarely, and after a while, she smiled angrily:

"Okay, tell me, I want to see what a wolf-hearted person like you has to say."

Although Zhang Yue's words were extremely unpleasant, Ning Hongjing heaved a sigh of relief.

As the chairman of Ning's Industry, he didn't even have a chair to sit in the ward, and he was treated coldly by the patients, but he showed a grateful expression:
"Thank you, Dean Zhang."

"Not long ago, I accompanied friend Tang to see a doctor. I happened to see that Zhenzhen was there. Later, I asked someone to check and found out that you were also in this hospital."

He sighed, "If I knew you were here, I should have come to visit you earlier."

"Farewell." Zhang Yuemei said expressionlessly, "I want to live a few more years."

Ning Hongjing smiled bitterly, "Sorry, it's understandable that you don't want to see me, I can understand."

"Understand, why don't you go quickly?"

Ning Hongjing didn't seem to hear her repeated intention to drive away, lowered his head, pursed his lips, and said softly:

"I came here today to talk to you about Ye Qi and Zhen Zhen."

Zhang Yuemei's heart tightened suddenly, she stared at Ning Hongjing sharply, and shouted: "I tell you, you don't want to play Zhenzhen's idea, as long as I have breath, you don't want to take her back to Ning's house!"

Ning Hongjing shook his head with a wry smile, "It's not this."

"With Zhenzhen's character, how could she be willing to go back with me?"

"Besides." His lowered eyes became dim: "I'm afraid no one in the Ning family can accept her except me."

Zhang Yuemei sneered: "It's good that you know."

"Zhenzhen will come to the hospital to see me later, if you have any nonsense, hurry up and talk."

Ning Hongjing was silent for a moment, and said:
"I know that you and Zhen Zhen will never forgive me for the mistake I made back then."

"But I still want to make some compensation for Zhenzhen."

Zhang Yuemei frowned: "What do you mean, speak clearly."

"My 20.00% shares in Ning's name have been transferred to Zhenzhen. This part of the shares is held by me, and the outside world will not find out, including Tang Meng."

Zhang Yuemei raised her eyes suddenly, a trace of shock flashed across her eyes.
Although she has been in a coma for several years, before she fell into a coma, Ning's industry was already a leader in the domestic manufacturing industry.

20.00% of the shares, Ning Hongjing actually gave it as he said
Zhang Yuemei was speechless for a while.

However, Ning Hongjing thought she had misunderstood, and quickly explained:

"Dean Zhang, I know that things like money and shares can't offset the mistakes I made, and the debt to Zhenzhen, but"

He sighed: "This is the only thing I can do for Zhenzhen."

Zhang Yuemei's eyes suddenly became complicated, "Does your family know you did this?"

Ning Hongjing looked at her firmly with his black eyes: "Don't worry, even Tang Meng can't interfere with my decision."

Zhang Yuemei fell silent suddenly.

The last time the two met was more than twenty years ago.

When she was in love with Ning Hongjing, Ye Zhen brought him to her.

Once, she also witnessed the beautiful love between the two.

It's just that I didn't expect that all the happiness and goodness will dissipate like bubbles, and then countless sufferings will follow
Zhang Yuemei slightly raised her eyes, and saw in a daze that Ning Hongjing's temples also seemed to have some gray hair.

It turned out that the young man at the time was now in middle age.
Over the decades, everything has changed, but Ye Qi, who was turned into a handful of ashes ten years ago and buried in the cold ground, has never changed.

Zhang Yuemei shed tears, holding her face in her hands and weeping: "My Qiqi!"

Ning Hongjing's eyes became hot, and he barely managed to keep himself from losing his composure.

"Dean, I was wrong at the beginning. I failed Ye Qi. I'm sorry for her, and I'm sorry for Zhen Zhen." A sad voice.

Zhang Yuemei raised her eyes, her eyes were red, and she asked in a hoarse voice:
"What do you want from me."

Ning Hongjing was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Dean, I want to know where Ye Qi's grave is."