Chapter 179： Recognition Feast (1/2)

Shi Qing couldn't help but stepped towards her.

Ning Qingcheng took her hand and rubbed it carefully for a moment: ”Your hands are really beautiful, and your nails are round. It would be great if you add a little **** nail polish.”

Shi Qing pumped her hands uncomfortably. She really didn't have much time to dress up, especially during this period of time, she was all over her daughter's illness.

She was about to pull her hand, but Ning Qingcheng held it tightly, opened the jewelry box, took out the green jade bracelet from the inside, and gently put it on Shi Qing's bright wrist.

”This is your thing, now it returns to its original owner.”

Shi Qing didn't know what her mood was like, it was too complicated to make her cry.

Ning Qingcheng put a bracelet on her and opened another jewelry cabinet on the dressing table.

I saw a green necklace, earrings, and brooches in the jewelry cabinet. The only thing she lacked was the bracelet in her hand.

The patterns of this set of jewelry are exactly the same, and the emeralds are all from the same rough stone.

Ning Qingcheng sighed lightly, his voice seemed to have penetrated time: ”This is a set of my favorite jewelry. I still remember you when I really liked all my gadgets. For these jewelry, you also like the green color the most. It was the color of grass and leaves, and I took my bracelet to play with. Later, I gave that bracelet to you. Unexpectedly, after so many years, this bracelet is still by your side.”

Shi Qing's heart was so fierce as if she had been stabbed by someone, and she felt a little faint pain.

This bracelet indeed gave her a lot of strength. Whenever she felt lonely and uncomfortable, she would cry at the bracelet, feeling that it was there, and grandparents seemed to be there.

Shi Qing couldn't help opening her hand, and immediately hugged Ning Qingcheng's shoulder...

Ning Qingcheng was suddenly hugged and was taken aback for a moment.

Then he raised his hand and pulled the tissue on the side to help Shiqing wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes: ”Alright, time is running out, I will help you dress up so that you can appear in front of everyone in the best way.”

Shi Qing sat obediently in front of the vanity mirror, watching Ning Qingcheng skillfully help her comb her hair, put on makeup, soft touch, gentle touch, like strands of soft feathers, poking at the softest part of my heart.

She has never lost her mother. She only sees other friends acting like a baby in her mother's arms, and her heart is full of sadness.

I always ask myself, why does she have no mother? ,

Unexpectedly, one day she could actually sit in her mother's arms, let her touch herself and feel the breath of love flowing around her body.

The light-colored tube top dress has a retro style, but it does not affect its beauty in the slightest. There are sequins on the skirt, which is beautiful under the light, and the fairy is full.

Especially in the details, the position of the shoulder strap is a pattern of roses, which is pure and beautiful, and at the same time increases the grace and luxury of everyone.

Shi Qing was stunned for a while, but she didn't expect her to dress up so beautifully!

Even Li Beixun's top styling team could not achieve such an effect.

Ning Qingcheng's handwriting simply showed her all the temperament in her bones.

She stood in front of Shi Qing and looked at it, and nodded with satisfaction: ”Okay, you can go with them. Go now, the time should be just right.”

”Oh... okay.” Shi Qing took a long time to relax, holding the skirt, walking towards the door with some uncertainty.

After walking a few steps, I found that the people behind him did not follow.

Ning Qingcheng was still standing at the dressing table, slowly sorting out the bottles and cans...

Shi Qing froze for a moment and asked, ”...Aren't you going?”

Ning Qingcheng smiled faintly upon hearing this.

She turned around, raised her hand and helped Shi Qing tidy her hair, and finally put a round pearl on her ears, which played a finishing touch.

Her voice is extremely thin and light, like the slight rain at midnight: ”I can't attend this kind of occasion. Remember, your mother is Lu Qinghan's mother.”

Shi Qing: ”...”

how is this possible?

Lu Qinghan was several years older than her, and his mother died as soon as he was born.

On the other day, when the DNA result came out, Lu Xingbang was very excited, but Ning Qingcheng was even more excited. She cried for a long time.

Although I don't know why her attitude today is much more indifferent than that day, but she is Ning Qingcheng's child, this can't be wrong.

Just like back then, she didn't know that the two children belonged to her, but she had a natural intimacy. She had no resistance to their demands and would both agree.

That kind of love is born from the mother's womb, and is the heart-to-heart between mother and daughter.

Shi Qing thought for a moment. It seemed that as soon as she came in today, Ning Qingcheng didn't let her call her mother. She was a little unwilling: ”Don't lie to me, I know, my mother is you, not Lu Qinghan's mother. !”

The smile on Ning Qingcheng's face is still faint: ”There is nothing impossible among the rich. Remember what I told you, tonight, your mother is not me...”

No matter how Shi Qing persisted, Ning Qingcheng was reluctant to go with her, even if she finally wanted to call Lu Xingbang, she was stopped.

Helpless, I can only come alone, and I went to the banquet alone...

When she left, Ning Qingcheng was still standing at the entrance of the building, smiling lightly at her, and when the car had gone far, he turned around and went upstairs.