After marrying a scientific research tycoon, I retired early and won

Chapter 243 Destined

Su Tiantian: "..."

Why is this damn thing back again?

Those who were originally watching the fun with a smile on their faces were not smiling at all now.

Ji Ning: "Congratulations, you are the next person to get married."

Zhou Jingmo saw through everything, but he didn't point out the cheating. He just walked to Qi Yan and joked, "You want to get married too."

Qi Yan's ears turned red.

This couple really look more and more like a couple now, and their personalities are similar. Mr. Zhou didn't used to be such a mediocre person, but now he actually likes to join in the fun.

Isn't this very different from the way he used to be?

While the bouquet was still hot, Qi Yan quickly took out the ring box he had prepared long ago from his chest, opened it, and put it on Su Tiantian's finger while she was still in a daze.

Cheers broke out all around.

Su Tiantian: "..."

She was struck by lightning three times today!!!

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In a blink of an eye, it is March, and the date is getting closer and closer.

Zhou Jingmo's expression became calmer and calmer, and he continued to do what he had to do.

My vacation is still going on, so I only go to the company occasionally to take care of some things, and the rest of the time I spend with my wife and children.

Professor Lin is very strict, and the papers assigned to Ji Ning have become increasingly difficult recently.

Ji Ning also put on glasses and worked hard to make progress every day. Occasionally, she would lie on Zhou Jingmo's lap and ask him for help.

Zhou Jingmo would then come up with some ideas and tell her some of them.

Every time this happened, Ji Ning would look up at him with admiration in her heart and eyes, "You also understand this, aren't you a science student? Do you have such a deep understanding of finance?"

Zhou Jingmo pointed at the books on the bookshelf.

The Morgan House.

"Citigroup Empire".

"The Warburgs: The Legend of a Jewish Financial Family".

It indicates that none of these books are read in vain.

Zhou Jingmo would also hold her in his arms and tell her about the Jewish financial legends.

His voice was extremely low and magnetic, and he spoke in a leisurely manner, as if he was telling a story. Ji Ning enjoyed listening to him very much, and before she knew it, the knowledge and arguments had entered her mind.

Her paper had been rejected three times. The fourth time, she handed it to Professor Lin with trepidation.

Professor Lin looked at her for a long time, took off his glasses, and stared at her.

"Failed again?" Ji Ning's heart was about to jump out.

Professor Lin smiled and said, "Passed."

Then he asked, "Zhou Jingmo taught you how to write, right?"

Ji Ning was suspicious, "How do you know?" Zhou Jingmo was a well-known science genius, and he had never taken Professor Lin's class.

Professor Lin chuckled, "You have a good husband to help you."

Professor Lin put down the paper in her hand and lit a stick of incense for her late husband. "Good, that's great. You are happier than us. You should seize the opportunity."

How could she have known that her words would later come true.

Before Ji Ning got home, she called Zhou Jingmo in advance. Her excitement was easily detected through the cell phone. "Zhou Jingmo, my paper has been accepted! Thank you."

"How can you thank me?"

"Let's do it in the evening." Ji Ning smiled. She knew Zhou Jingmo's preferences and bought some delicious drinks. In the evening, the two of them planned to have a midnight snack together after the child fell asleep and enjoy the good times.

"Yeah." Zhou Jingmo hung up the phone, but he was the first to prepare a surprise for Ji Ning. It was obvious that she should thank him, but for some reason, he really wanted to thank her today, thank her for coming into his life, like a ray of light that illuminated his world.

So he went out, he knew what desserts she liked to eat and what drinks she liked to drink.

Chengbei and Rongji Chestnut Crisps are the proof of their initial love.

The rose tea in the east of the city left behind their companionship.

The braised duck clavicles from the south of the city are Ji Ning’s favorite.

There is also the barbecued pork in the west of the city, which is also in a narrow alley. The two discovered it by chance by chance.

There were so many memories, so many moments that Zhou Jingmo ran all over the city in one afternoon, and his mind was filled with the little moments of their time together, flashing through his mind like a kaleidoscope.

As they were on their way home, he could almost imagine the joy on her face when she saw the gifts, and he couldn't help but curl his lips.

The food is still hot, we have to hurry back.

As I stepped on the accelerator, my heart began to twitch violently, getting more and more violent.

Zhou Jingmo couldn't help but bend down. A car drove by. He quickly turned the steering wheel and the car brushed past a tree without any danger. He stepped on the brakes with his remaining consciousness and finally the car stopped.

He leaned back in the chair, gasping for breath, his face pale.

The cell phone next to me kept ringing.

He tried hard to reach it, his fingertips were getting closer and closer to the mobile phone, but he couldn't reach it...

Just a little bit, a little bit...

Not only did his heart hurt, his lungs also hurt, and his stomach felt like it was being cut by a knife. He almost crawled over it.

But there is still no spare energy.

He has to survive, he still has Ningning and the children.

He had no choice but to press the nearest car window with his hand and call for help in a weak voice.

Someone happened to pass by, a young man, who was a medical student at the School of Medicine of Central South University. He vaguely saw the situation from the car window and saw that Zhou Jingmo's face did not look right, his eyes were dull, and his neck was covered with sweat.

"Sir...Sir, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

The medical student rushed forward, about to cross the street—

Something rushed towards him from the corner of his eye, and he immediately shouted, "Watch out!"

But it's too late!

I watched helplessly as the out-of-control truck crashed directly into the car.

Bloody, bloody.

In Zhou Jingmo's blurred consciousness, he weakly raised his eyelids, his raised hands were all bright red, and even the sky was covered with a blood mist.

"Ning Ning——"

Everything is destined.

He soon lost consciousness.