My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Song Yajing was again a strong woman, and she also blushed in the eyes of Lu Dinghua.

She looked away and looked at her elder brother.

Song Jin took a sip of red wine and said with emotion, "Sister, I know that the education of our Song family has made you sit firmly in the position of Mrs. Lu, but you have also lost a lot of happiness as a woman. This is not very good, you start Enjoy life slowly, let go of your hand, and give this house to Ning Qing. She is a very good successor, as can be seen from this banquet. "

Song Yajing did not refute this time, she smiled slightly.

At this time, the floor bell in the hall rang, alas, alas ... Eight times in total, Song Yajing was born at 8 o'clock.

With a "snap", all the lights in the hall went out, the kitchen door opened, and the swaying candlelight instantly attracted the attention of the audience.

Everyone went and saw Ning Qing's two little hands coming out holding a beautiful cake with a lighted candle on it.

Song Yajing saw the girl walking towards her slowly, and the candlelight reflected the girl's smiling face.

She froze, and a low-alcoholic singing sounded in the hall, "Happybirthdaytoyou, Happybirthdaytoyou, Happybirthdaytomyma ..."

Song Yajing looked around, and her son Lu Shaoming stood in the middle of the people and sang a birthday song for her while clapping her palms.

The man's singing sounds like a cello at night. The low notes and standard English voices can drown people in his singing.

Song Yingjie also started clapping, followed by singing, "Happybirthdaytoyou ..."

At first, it was sung by a single person, and then many people followed, and finally became a chorus. When Song Yajing forgot to respond, warmth came from her waist, and Lu Dinghua stood beside her with her waist clasped.

Ning Qing put the cake on the table, and she still wore an apron. The girl's voice was extremely sweet. "Mom, happy birthday to you."

Song Yajing didn't know what to say. She seemed to have had her birthday once in her life. It was at the Song family. She and her sister Yashu were at home. Her brother Song Jin was only 12 years old. He had a cake in his hand. On a table, happy singing Happybirthday ...

Times are too long, and even memories start to blur.

Over the years she has attended numerous banquets, grand and grand pomps, an assortment of wines and delicacies, and fake entertainment with masks ... She gradually became numb.

At this moment, her heart was as soft as sand and stones, like something poured in, making her eyes moist.

"Mom, today you are Shou Xing. Come and make a wish to blow candles." Ning Qing stood beside Song Yajing and blinked playfully.

Make a wish?

Song Yajing looked uncertainly at Ning Qing.

"Yes, make a wish." Ning Qing held up Song Yajing's two hands and taught her to close their palms together. "Mom, close your eyes."

Song Yajing closed her eyes very hastily, her movements were a bit stiff, and she was obviously not used to doing such things in her life.

I don't know what I want to chaos in my head, then ... I hope both Lu Song will be fine.

Song Yajing opened her eyes and Ning Qing laughed. "Okay, let's blow the candle, Dad, 舅舅, Shao Ming, Ying Jie, let's blow it with mom."

"Row."

Lu Dinghua buckled down Song Yajing, and everyone blew out the candles together.

All the lights in the hall turned on again with a "snap". Balloons and bubbles on top of the head were pierced, and all the colorful gift bags fell down.

Lu Shaoming opened the champagne with a bang and poured it from the wine table on the 18th floor. Lu Dinghua took a glass and handed it to Song Yajing, "Madam, happy birthday to you. Come, let's cheers together."

"Mrs. Lu, happy birthday to you, cheers!" The audience cheered.

Song Yajing's eyes moved from Lu Dinghua's face to Song Jin, then to Lu Shaoming, Song Yingjie, and then hurriedly passed from the faces of everyone present, and she smiled, a sincere smile.

She felt so warm.

Finally, she looked at the girl next to her and passed the knife to her. "Parents, let's cut the cake together. This cake is made by myself. For the first time, if the taste is not good, the parents will be forgiving."

Lu Dinghua took Song Yajing's hand and cut the cake from the middle. He laughed, "Ning Qing, this cake doesn't have to be tasted, it must be delicious."

"Yeah, Ning Dao, this is full of your filial piety and love, it must be awesome."

Lu Dinghua cut the first knife. A servant came over and cut the cake into small pieces. Lu Dinghua forkd a piece with a small fork and handed it to Song Yajing. "Yajing, try it."

Song Yajing blushed. Everyone was watching. Both of them were over a hundred years old, and they were fed in public.

She reached out to pick up the cake, but Lu Dinghua shrank and refused.

Ning Qing laughed in the back, "Mom, today is your birthday, you are the oldest, and you dare not feed your dad a piece of cake. Then you feed dad back tomorrow."

"Yes, Mrs. Lu, you have been married to Mr. Lu for more than 30 years. I never expected to be so loving." Everyone agreed.

Song Yajing wanted to look back at Ning Qing again, not big or small, dare to tease her?

But in the next second, her footsteps were stunned. The original Ning Qing behind her pushed her. She caught her and ran into Lu Dinghua's arms. Lu Dinghua hugged her.

"Mom," Ning Qing covered her eyes with two little hands directly. "It turned out that mom wanted dad to hold and feed the cake. I was embarrassed to see it."

Song Yajing, "..." wanted to step back.

But Lu Dinghua's low smile sounded above him. The man clasped her waist and smiled, "Ya Jing, try it." Passed the cake to her mouth.

Everyone laughed now.

With so many people, Song Yajing's entire face turned red. There was no way. She lifted her eyes, her eyes were full of Lu Dinghua's deep and handsome face, and he smiled tenderly at her.

During these years of marriage, she suddenly had a rapid heartbeat.

Opening her mouth, she landed on Dinghua's hand and took a bite.

"Mom, how do you like it?" Ning Qing looked at Song Yajing with anticipation, this was really her first time making a cake.

Lu Dinghua let go of her and Song Yajing took a step back. She tasted it, her expression froze, but she smiled quickly and gave Ning Qing a positive encouragement. "Well, good."

"Really?" Ning Qing smiled instantly.

Everyone shared the cake and tasted it. Everyone's expression was exactly the same as Song Yajing. After a moment of stiffening, "haha" laughed. "The cake Ningdao himself made is really different. This taste is definitely not tasted outside. We Today, I am stained by Mrs. Lu. "

This time Ning Qing laughed more happily.

At this time, the hall again sounded music, and the birthday party was always playing music, but this music is not the same. It started with trumpet music, then slowly added piano and drum music ... The banquet hall was filled with French romanticism. fun.

The crowd looked to the front stage, the curtain was opened, and a French band played on the stage.

I don't know who was exclaiming at this time, "Oh my God, it turned out to be the Stven band. This band sang French classical music. Of course, it swept China in the last century and captured a large number of young girls. The Stven band represents the memory of this generation. They are now over 60 years old and have been in the shadows for decades. It only exists in people's memory, who invited them here. This is something that can't be done with money. "

Everyone will look at Ning Qing.

The lead singer of Stven on the stage has started singing, and the familiar melody sounded, and the good memories of that era poured in like a tide, Song Yajing looked at the stage in shock.

"Dad," Ning Qing winked at Lu Dinghua. The girl's clear and bright autumn pupil was as beautiful as the shining stars. "What is Dad still doing at this time?"

Lu Dinghua understood. He retracted his gaze, and the gentleman stooped and reached out to Song Yajing. "Madam, can I ask you to dance?"

Song Yajing glanced at Ning Qing, and Ning Qing smiled with a frown, "Mom, let go of your burden and enjoy your time."

Song Yajing slowly raised her lips, nodded to Ning Qing, and then passed her hand to Lu Dinghua.

The two dance.

...

Lu Dinghua leaned on Song Yajing's waist, and the two were dancing. Lu Dinghua looked at the Stven band in the stands and asked softly, "You like Stven? When Stven was on fire, you were only 18 years old. I didn't expect you to chase star."

"Yeah, I was 18 years old at that time. At the age of willfulness, I was acting as a boudoir for everyone, but I skipped class and went over the wall with my sister Yashu to watch Stven's concert secretly, afraid to buy a ticket. I was afraid that my parents would find out, so I hid outside with my sister to eavesdrop. It was the winter of cold wind and moon, and our hands and feet were frozen and stiff, but we were so happy. "

Sometimes music is really more intoxicating than red wine. All of Song Yajing's memories have regressed to that lush green age, removing all the camouflage on her face, and she reveals the ridiculous smile of the girlhood.

Lu Dinghua looked at her face seriously, smiled and didn't speak.

Song Yajing let go of his hand. "Dinghua, in fact, I have never liked this kind of social dance. You probably do n’t know. I learned to dance before I married you. At that time, I listened to Stven's songs with my sister at home. This is the dance. "

Song Yajing waved his hands and feet alone and took four small steps.

"Mom, good jumping!" Ning Qing not far away clapped her hands, Lu Shaoming clutched her little shoulder and looked at her mother.

Song Yajing blushed and pressed her wavy curly hair to her ears. Lu Dinghua saw that she looked like this, and embraced her again. Both of them behaved in the family's home, which was very standard, but the two did not skip the standard. Dance steps, but hug them casually.

"What else to tell me?"

"There is another secret. I was dating you at that time. Actually, I didn't like you."

"why?"

"Because at that time, I had a crush on a boy in school and sang Stven very well, but my dad and my elder brother said that Lu Dinghua was your only choice for Song Yajing."