On the way back, on the deck of the "Taikoo Lun" cruise ship.
Li Qiang walked slowly behind Ming Jing, who was standing alone on the deck, carefully put the shawl on her shoulders, and said with concern: "Sister, it's windy here, don't catch a cold."
However, Mingjing still stared at the dark sea, and after a long time he slowly said: "Mingtai is right. Today's Shanghai is just like the sea, pitch black and bottomless. But we are deep.
Trapped in it, when will this kind of life end?"
"Sister, when I was very young, someone once said this to me: Even if you are in darkness, as long as your heart is open to the light, there will be hope."
"That's so well said!" Ming Jing praised sincerely, "I think that person should be very important to you, right?"
Li Qiang said without any secret: "Yes, I respect him very much."
After hearing this, Ming Jing couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction, "Knowing how to respect others is the most valuable quality of a person. It's no wonder that Brother Mingtang is so relieved to hand over Third Uncle's token to you."
As soon as these words came out, Li Qiang immediately froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.
Could it be said that from the very beginning, Der Spiegel already knew that his identity was fake?
However, if she knew early on that she was not the real Ming Qiang, why didn't she reveal her identity for so long?
What she said just now, was she testing herself, or...
However, just as one question mark after another appeared in Li Qiang's mind, Ming Jing seemed to have evoked some painful memories and said in a deep voice: "I know your mind must be full of question marks now, but in fact
, long before the death of the third uncle, Aqiang had unfortunately fallen into the sea and disappeared while the family was on their way abroad for medical treatment. It was just that the incident happened suddenly and happened on the high seas, so few people knew about it, even Brother Mingtang and I.
It was three years after my third uncle passed away that I learned the sad news through a letter from my third aunt."
At this time, Li Qiang was completely shocked by what Ming Jing just said.
Ming Jing patted Li Qiang's shoulder gently and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, even if I don't know your true identity, it's okay, because I believe in Brother Mingtang, and the facts have proven that my choice was not wrong.
!You are indeed capable enough to fulfill the role of Aqiang."
Hearing this, Li Qiang breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously. It seemed that things were not as bad as he initially expected. He had not completely exposed his identity. In other words, Mingtang did not reveal his relationship with Wang Manchun to
Mirror.
Although I don’t know the reason for this, judging from the results alone, it is still beneficial to me.
When Ming Jing saw that Li Qiang had not responded, he thought that he was frightened by what he had just said, so he couldn't help but continue to ask: "Do you think it's strange, why should I tell you this at this time?
"
Li Qiang remained silent, and Ming Jing didn't care, and continued to talk to himself: "Because after I go back, I will immediately take you to do something very, very important, which will be my final test for you! Of course, you
You can also choose to refuse, and I won’t force you. From now until before you dock, you have enough time to consider how to choose. You can make up your own mind!"
…
"Bo!"
In the living room of Ming Mansion, accompanied by melodious and elegant music, Minglou opened a bottle of freshly chilled champagne with great interest, and a refreshing aroma of wine suddenly wafted into the air, overflowing.
Wu Zi poured the champagne from the bottle into the wine glass and took a sip. Ming Lou's face unconsciously curved slightly, enjoying this rare good mood.
Ah Cheng was obviously also very interested. He was standing in front of the easel painting with his back to him. The scenery on the canvas was unique and pastoral. Ah Xiang also stood aside and watched, with admiration and admiration written on his face.
"I haven't seen you draw for a long time...why are you drawing again?" Minglou walked up to Acheng leisurely and held a wine glass and asked.
Ah Cheng didn't look at him, but stared at the oil painting in front of him intently and asked: "What about you? Why do you think of drinking again?"
Minglou smiled slightly and said, "The painting is done, where do you plan to hang it?"
"How about hanging it in the living room?"
"The living room?" Minglou thought for a while, "Your painting is a bit small."
“Exquisite!”
"Exquisite?" Minglou took a sip of champagne, took a serious look at Cheng's "masterpiece", and commented, "The color and light are well adjusted, but the spatial level is a bit weak."
"I just want to weaken the layers and highlight the colors."
"Immodest."
Ah Cheng smiled and said nothing.
"What's the name of your painting?"
"What's the name for a landscape painting? Untitled!" Cheng replied casually.
"Untitled?" Minglou curled his lips, "I want to call it...home."
"Home?" Axiang on the side couldn't help but said after hearing this, "Young Master, whose home...is like this?"
Minglou smiled and said, "I think my future home should be like this, next to the lake and next to the woods!"
After hearing this, Axiang and Acheng showed a knowing smile in unison, and Axiang replied subconsciously, "Then you, just live by yourself! This eldest lady and young master will definitely not go! Maybe!
Brother Aqiang might like..."
As soon as these words came out, Minglou and Acheng both frowned.
"Axiang, you and Aqiang seem to be very close. What do you think of him?" Acheng said seemingly unintentionally while continuing to draw.
"He is usually jovial, but he is extremely serious when doing things. For example, when he said he wanted to ask me to cook, I thought he just said it casually, but who knows, he actually
As long as you have time, you will teach me seriously."
Hearing this, Ah Cheng suddenly nodded and said jokingly: "No wonder your cooking skills have improved so much recently. I heard from Mingtai that before, you could only eat Lao Zhengxing's steamed rice every day.
Listening to what you said, I think it's not a bad thing for him to live with his eldest brother. At least he doesn't have to worry about his eldest brother being hungry, right?"
"No, no, no, no!" Minglou waved his hands after hearing this, "I don't want it! It would be better if none of you came! I live alone in peace and quiet! Look how clean I am these days!"
As soon as these words came out, Ah Cheng couldn't help but chuckle, and Ah Xiang even giggled happily.
After the two of them had laughed for a long time, Minglou seemed to suddenly remember something and asked: "Speaking of Aqiang, will he and the eldest sister be back soon in the next two days?"
"The eldest sister said that she has to go to Suzhou first and won't be back for a few days."
"Go to Suzhou..." Minglou pondered for a moment after hearing this, "Then I can stay pure for a few more days."
As he spoke, he took another sip of the champagne in his hand, and at this moment, the phone suddenly rang...
