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Published at 21st of February 2022 06:18:50 AM


Chapter 778

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"Zongshao, we have your express delivery."

Driving Lu dingning to RM building back to Zhuo Nuo group, Zong Jize, who just got off the bus, met Geng Qing, who was signing for the express delivery and was planning to return to the office.

"What is it?"

Zhuono side, in order to ensure safety, most of the express delivery will go through the unpacking inspection of the security department after being delivered, and will be sent to various departments after confirming that there is no problem.

Therefore, Geng Qing said that if he had his express, he should have seen the things in the express.

"Well... You'd better see for yourself." Said, Geng Qing hand things to Zong Jize.

"..." Zong Jize looked at the box that he put into his hand, and his sword eyebrows suddenly frowned.

To be honest, Zong Jize didn't think there would be any shady things in this box.

Generally important or private things, those who mail to Zong Jize will directly send them to the old house.

But Geng Qing's posture now seems to be more disgusted with this thing.

What is in the box, with curiosity Zong Jize back to the office will open the box.

But what's inside is

A dark blue scarf! Apart from that, there is nothing else in the box.

The material of the scarf is very good, but the workmanship is a little poor.

However, it can be seen from this that it should be a handmade scarf.

But the question is, who will suddenly get a handmade scarf for Zong Jize?

When this problem just came to mind, Zong Jize's mind will emerge a person's figure - Lu dingning.

Yes, apart from his little girlfriend, who would weave a scarf for Zong Jize?

What's more, Geng Qing's disgusting eyes just now.

It must have been Ning Ning who sent it to him, so Geng Qing, a single dog, was envious and jealous. Then he showed his sour eyes when he couldn't eat grapes.

As for Lu dingning, why didn't he bring it to him in person just now, but by express delivery? In Zong Jize's opinion, I'm sorry.

Lu dingning, who grew up as a boy, thinks that this kind of knitting scarf is gay. He is embarrassed to take it out, so he sent it by express.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that this scarf is from Zong Jize, who is from his family Ning Ning. At the moment, I feel more sweet than eating honey from a beehive.

Thinking of this, Zong Jize quickly took out his mobile phone and called Lu dingning.

But Lu dingning should be holding an early morning meeting, and there has been no answer.

Finally, Zong Jize can only send her a message.

Jize: Thank you, Ning Ning

But thanks are absolutely not enough to express Zong Jize's love for Lu dingning's Handmade scarf. So Zong Jize put on the handmade scarf when the temperature was not low on that day.

Although this is about to enter the summer, the weather around the scarf is really hot, but Zong Jize is so willful around.

This makes everyone who enters Zong Jize's office today unconsciously ask: "zongshao, are you not feeling well?"

If it's not uncomfortable, most people should not wear such a thick scarf in this weather, right?

But everyone who asked this question would be blinded by Zong Jize.

What's wrong with him?

He has a warm scarf of Ning brand, not to mention how comfortable it is.

Think of this, Zong Jize always involuntarily touch the handmade scarf, the corner of the lip crack radian directly pulled to the ear.

As for Geng Qing, who saw everything on the side, suddenly felt that it was good to be a single dog. At least in this weather, he would not be sweating like Zong Shao when he was given a scarf by his fag lover, and he could only giggle happily

Lu dingning, in order to go home early in the afternoon to see her grandparents, is working hard today. She doesn't even have a break to drink a glass of water.

Therefore, Lu dingning didn't see the message sent to her by Zong Jize until she was about to leave the company in the evening.

"What do you want me to do all of a sudden?" Looking at Zong Jize's thank you message on his mobile phone, Lu dingning was at a loss.

"Er Shao, don't you mean to go back to accompany the two old people today? Why don't you go yet?" Ruan Xiyuan, who had just been sent by Lu dingning to buy some big mangoes for her, muttered as soon as he got back to the office.

"To go." She was just confused by Zong Jize's sudden thanks.

Lu dingning, who was urged by Ruan Xiyuan, had no time to reply Zong Jize's inexplicable message of thanks for the moment. He took Ruan Xiyuan's basket of big mangoes and left in a hurry.

When Lu dingning came back to Lu's house, there were many people chatting at home, which sounded very lively.

After their parents divorced, such a lively scene rarely appeared in Lu's house.

Hearing this sound, Lu dingning speeded up and entered the hall.

"Guohua is brothers, why..."

When the people in the room were chatting, a voice came.

"Grandparents."

Lu dingning, dressed in a rose red suit, holds a fruit basket full of mangoes in one hand and a trouser pocket in the other. Without deliberately fiddling with posture, it seems to become a scenic line, and in an instant plundered the attention of all the people in the room.

And the people who followed the fame all shook their minds when their eyes touched Lu dingning's charming radian on his lips.

Because of this, the people in the room didn't notice that the smile was so evil that the eyes of the boy were red.

Lu dingning remembers that when she left, both her grandfather and grandmother had black hair, but now their hair has turned into silver, and the fine lines on her face are better than before.

Thirteen years

Thirteen years had passed since she last saw them.

How many 13 years does a person have in his life?

Especially for people of grandparents' age, how many more years do they have

"Oh, Yining is back. Come here and let Grandma see if you've grown tall recently? " Just as Lu dingning stares at the two old people in the room and their eyes turn red, grandma Yang Jun already smiles and greets the "teenager" at the door.

"Grandma..." Lu dingning quickly steps forward to Yang Jun's side, squats down, takes her hand, and sticks her face up.

Lu dingning did this very smoothly, like she had done it countless times before, but the old man who touched her cheek suddenly whispered: "Yining, do you know? You do this action, it reminds me of Ding Ning. Every time that little girl meets, she likes to let the palm of my hand stick to her face... "

When Yang Jun said this, her eyes, which are covered with the lines left by years, have a simple and easy to understand yearning.

And her eyes, although still staring at Lu dingning in front of her, seemed to see another person through Lu dingning's white jade face.




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