Wu Di ate dinner at Ling Jingru's house. He didn't come back if there was something to do at Linghuaqiang Mine, and Wu Di lost the opportunity to give his father-in-law another shot. The Double Twelve Mine Crack is the top priority at this stage, and it is even more important than buying the Guishan Mine and preparing for the Internet Technology Company. If this matter can be reversed, it can not only save the lives of 32 miners, but also save his father-in-law. Wu Di also wants to see what kind of deviations will happen in history if his father-in-law can escape this mine crash.

History began today, and Wu Di has always believed in this. But if history started entirely today, would the things that will happen in the future still happen?

"Xiao Di, what are you thinking?" Ling Jingru picked up a chopstick dish for Wu Di and asked. In recent days, she found that Wu Di sometimes looked like he was not thinking, and seemed to have a very serious mind.

"Oh, Jingru, I'm going to the capital these two days. Bandi has already started to choose singers. He asked me to go over and listen. I happened to go to the provincial capital to get the transfer of mining rights. It may take a few days."

"Oh," Ling Jingru lowered her head and responded. The passionate love had just begun. She felt a little reluctant when she heard that Wu Di was leaving for a few days, but she also knew that Wu Di was going to do a serious business.

Wu Di smiled and pressed his hand on the back of Ling Jingru's hand: "Jingru, are you reluctant to leave me?"

"Who can't bear to leave? It's better not to see you." Ling Jingru said against her will, but the blush on her face betrayed her own worries.

Wu Di tightened Ling Jingru's little hand: "I'll be back soon, I have to run our company."

"You have bought a mine, and that company still does it?" Ling Jingru raised her head.

"Why don't you do it?" Wu Di said with a smile: "I have already negotiated with Jiacheng for that company, and I will leave it to him in the future. Let's be the bosses."

"Hehe, you want to be a capitalist."

"Well, the red capitalist growing under the red flag towards Tiananmen Square." Wu Di laughed.

The two of them joking for a while and the meal was over. Wu Di took Ling Jingru's little hand and sat on the sofa: "Jingru, why don't you ask our dad for a leave and go to Beijing with me?"

"I won't go with you, you must be... unhappy." Ling Jingru's little face turned red again, but she unconsciously agreed to Wu Di's name for Ling Huaqiang.

"With a villain's heart, I think I am a seven-foot man, how could I do something contrary to etiquette?" Wu Di said seriously with a stern face, stretched out his hand and pointed at his nose and asked Ling Jingru: "Do you think I look like a big bad wolf?"

"Like", Ling Jingru giggled and nodded vigorously.

The black thread on Wu Di's forehead flashed and immediately became open and claws: "Okay, the big bad wolf will eat Little Red Riding Hood now."

The two of them rolled on the sofa and became a mess, so Wu Di naturally enjoyed all the gentleness.

Wu Di picked up Ling Jingru and put it on his legs, and rubbed her tightly into his arms: "Jingru, why don't you quit and fight the world with me. The husband and wife will work together to make a fortune."

"Bah, who is with you... I don't want you to raise me?" Ling Jingru blushed and spat. She didn't know if she should have taken away Wu Di's strange hand that had secretly hugged her butt now.

Wu Di buried his head in Ling Jingru's soft chest with a bitter look on his face: "Jingru, actually I want you to raise it. I always feel uneasy without you by my side. Can you agree to me?"

In his previous life, whether before Wu Di became rich or after Wu Di went bankrupt, Ling Jingru never left the library of the Jersey Mine.

The heat exhaled from Wu Di's mouth and nose burned Ling Jingru. She felt that the two soft little meat on her chest seemed to be exposed in front of Wu Di, which made her feel both ashamed and a sense of inexplicable novelty and excitement.

"It's dead." Ling Jingru pushed Wu Di's head away and struggled to jump off his legs. Her heart was pounding and chaotic.

Wu Di looked at Ling Jingru with a shy face and patted her head in annoyance. She was so stupid that she unknowingly regarded Ling Jingru as an old couple who had been through the storm of ten years with her. Oh my God, damn rebirth, when will I adapt to my current self? Now the love between her and her wife has just begun. Now she can accept her intimacy, just hold her hands, hugs with restrictions, and occasionally kiss her cheeks. If she does it too much, it will destroy the perfect love in Jingru's heart.

Wu Di grinned and giggled: "Well, wherever you feel, you will be proud of yourself..."

"Shameless and dirty thoughts." Ling Jingru and Wu Di faced an idiom.

Wu Di nodded affirmatively: "I agree with Comrade Ling Jingru's pertinent evaluation, but what I want to make clear is that Comrade Wu Di is still good in nature, and Comrade Wu Di only has this kind of Comrade Ling Jingru alone... Oh my."

An orange rolled onto the floor from Wu Di's forehead, and Ling Jingru giggled: "Look, you still dare to talk nonsense."

Just laugh, and then gently expose the embarrassment of being overly intimate just now.

Wu Di reached out to drag Ling Jingru's little hand, wanting her to sit next to her again.

Ling Jingru avoided Wu Di's claws, sat aside with vigilance, and kept a safe distance from Wu Di.

"Well, do you need to bring anything when I go to the capital?" In order to avoid embarrassment, Wu Di raised a very boring topic.

Ling Jingru shook her head gently: "Be careful yourself."

Wu Di smiled and said with a giggle: "I know. Jingru, in fact, the one I told you just now to resign is the truth. I really hope you can help me."

Ling Jingru nodded: "I'll think about this matter, I have to listen to my father's opinion."

Wu Di grinned. If Ling Huaqiang listened to Ling Huaqiang's opinions, he could have basically declared his death. Although Ling Huaqiang was very open-minded, he still had some opinions on girls going into business. When Wu Di's car rental company was just established in his previous life, Ling Jingru had originally planned to resign and do it with Wu Di, but this matter was rejected by Ling Huaqiang. As a woman, it is enough to take care of her husband and children and have a stable life. This is Ling Huaqiang's point of view. In this regard, Ling Huaqiang's concept is still very outdated.

If my father-in-law had promised Jingru to run the car rental company with her, wouldn't she have been with that woman?

This sudden idea almost made Wu Di slapped himself in the mouth. Why did he always want to find an excuse for shirking responsibility for himself?

Seeing Wu Di suddenly become silent, Ling Jingru became a little nervous.

"Xiaodi, are you angry?" Ling Jingru asked carefully.

"Oh? Ah? No, I'll think about something more."

Ling Jingru quietly moved her butt and sat closer to Wu Di: "That's the worst thing I'll let you kiss me."

After saying that, Ling Jingru raised her little face and closed her eyes tightly. She thought Wu Di was angry because she was so intimate with her just now and pushed him away.

Wu Di smiled and grabbed Ling Jingru's little hand: "Jingru, I am satisfied that I can hold your hand again in this life. As for the rest, let it go. What I want to do most now is to hold your hand and slowly grow old with you. When we are too old to walk, you can still lean in my arms, watch the waves and listen to the waves, count the red leaves all over the mountains with me, and remember the roads we have walked, and the laughter we have had."

Ling Jingru was intoxicated. She suddenly opened her eyes and said to Wu Di with a smile: "I think beautifully, I haven't agreed yet."

Wu Di smiled and pinched Ling Jingru's little hand: "You can do it, I can do it."

Wu Di almost had an impulse to plagiarize Zhao Yonghua's "The Most Romantic Things" again, but fortunately he stopped his mouth in time.

"What you said is so beautiful." Ling Jingru leaned softly in Wu Di's arms.

"If you don't do this, a real man can't catch up with his words. If you say anything, you have to keep your word." Wu Di hugged Ling Jingru's delicate body.

"What are you talking about?" Ling Jingru raised her little face in confusion and looked at Wu Di.

"You said I'll kiss you." Wu Di hugged him tighter. He couldn't be too scared by Meng Lang, but he couldn't say that he had stopped there since then. So, now he has to adopt a policy of erosion and conquer the city little by little until he finally achieved the final victory of the revolution.

"Hehe, it's too late. I'm not a real man, I'm expired and invalid." Ling Jingru acted like a scoundrel.

Looking at Ling Jingru's little hand covering her little mouth, Wu Di sighed to the sky: "The ancients said that it was hard to raise a villain and a woman. Wife, why don't you learn from other people's heroes and heroes, and you have faith in your words...Oh...I don't dare to do it... Help me."

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