Evil Young Army: Girl, you've been arrested!

Chapter 342 It's Her!
"En." The little girl also nodded seriously, and said in a soft voice: "Yuanyuan and Gungun will never run around again next time."

"So nice."

Standing up stiffly, the familiar voice, which he hadn't heard for a long time, reached his ears, making his silent heart agitated, and the hands by his side were trembling.

He turned his head and looked at the person in front of him.

Wearing a white evening dress, elegant and noble, the long black hair is casually tied, a little more casual, but will not lose her identity because of this.

His gaze fell on her face, even though the white veil covered most of her face, only revealing her pair of cool and lively eyes, Mo Ziyan could feel it at the first sight.

It's her, it's her!

"Wife..."

With a hoarse voice, moisture was already in his eyes.

Hearing the sound of someone talking, the woman raised her head subconsciously, her eyes met.

The affectionate tenderness in those eyes, and the excited look, instead of making her feel happy, she frowned instead.

He was inexplicable for the expression he looked at himself like this.

"Daddy is still waiting for us, let's go."

Facing the affectionate expression on his face, Misu only felt that this man was really strange, and he held the hands of the two little milk babies tightly, as if he was on guard for something, and was about to leave here immediately.

"Wife!"

Seeing that Ling Xihan was about to leave, Mo Ziyan hurriedly stretched out his hand, but when his hand was about to touch her, Hengkong stopped him with one hand.

"This gentleman..." He held his hand with one hand, wearing a suit, with a smile on his face, like the most elegant gentleman in the world, polite and polite.

"If you have anything to say to my wife, you can say it directly without doing anything, because, personally, I don't really like people to touch my wife."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the voice that was like a spring breeze was as cold as frost.

"lady?"

Such words slowed down Mo Ziyan's original plan to step forward again. Looking at the woman who ignored his call and stayed peacefully beside the man who suddenly appeared, Mo Ziyan felt a moment's hesitation. Dazed.

Those eyes were clearly her. Even though the veil covered his face and he couldn't see the whole face, he was very sure that the woman in front of him was Ling Xihan!
"That's right." Facing Mo Ziyan's questioning tone, he was calm.

As if deliberately confirming it, he stretched out his hand, and the two little milk babies who were hugging Misu at first clinged to him from left to right.

"Daddy."

"Husband, he looks like the person I love so much, that's why I'm being rude..."

The word "Madam" was like a thorn stuck in his throat. It took him a long time to force it out of his throat. His tone paused, but his eyes were fixed on the person who was hugged by that handsome and gentle woman. woman in arms.

"May I trouble you to take off your veil?"

Although those eyes were usually indifferent and sharp, he had seen them look gentle and affectionate.

Even when she faced him, there was no wave in the expression on her face.

Even though her eyes kept falling on the man who suddenly appeared next to her.

But he always felt that he had found her, and she was her!It was his wife, Heather Ling!

His tone was more like a request than a strong request.

For three years, without her being by his side to suppress, without her allowing him to pamper and coax him, he almost didn't know what it was like to pamper and coax others.

What's more, in the past three years, he only needs to say his words and requests once, and some people don't dare to neglect them in a hurry.

Facing Mo Ziyan's request, Misu didn't pay attention to him, except for the glance he had just before, he followed the man beside him from beginning to end.

Mo Ziyan's sudden action had already attracted the attention of the people around him, and the man joined in, from his demeanor, he was not an unidentified person. At that moment, the eyes of everyone at the banquet seemed gathered on them.

"I'm really sorry, Mo Dong, my wife is rather shy and doesn't like to face strangers directly."

"I trust that Madame will be acquainted with me."

One bluntly refused, and the other refused at all.

The four eyes met, and the aura emanating from the two people was indistinguishable.

The two little milk babies at the bottom looked at the person who was holding his thigh, and then at the uncle Hui Tailang who just scared them to tears. His round face was full of doubts.

The two looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders cutely almost at the same time, the little brows were furrowed, and they just didn't say a word, the world of adults is really hard to understand.

"I wanted to introduce the two young talents to each other before, but I didn't expect you to know each other before this."

Just when the two were at a stalemate, the host of the banquet, the Minister of Finance and Economics, came over after hearing the news, but with a smile on his face, he clearly knew the truth, but he was laughing, deliberately changing the topic .

The man ignored his intervention, and Mo Ziyan didn't even glance over there.

"Mr., you said that the person you love deeply resembles me, but I haven't shown up. How can you tell the similarity or dissimilarity?"

Neither of the two men spoke, but Misu, who had been standing beside the man, took a step forward. Although his tone was gentle, it carried a strength that radiated from his bones.

"If Yuanyuan and Gungun did something that made you uncomfortable before, you can say it clearly, so why make such a ridiculous excuse?"

Facing the strength of this woman, the minister of finance and affairs next to him was in a cold sweat, but Mo Ziyan looked at it quite amusingly.

With that kind of gaze, it was as if she was looking at the situation where Ling Qinghan was deliberately confronting him before.

"If the love for a person has penetrated deep into the blood, do you still think that you need to look at the face to tell the difference?"

"You said that I am similar to the person you love deeply. Is it another layer of consciousness that I am the person you love deeply? Then let me tell you, the one standing here is my husband. These two The child is our child."

When two people say a sentence, there is reason and reason in the words.

And Mo Ziyan, who was arguing with Misu there, but when he heard the phrase 'my husband, our child', the rare light smile on his face also froze on his face.

"Since this is the case, I must have misjudged the person."

He let go of the topic that he had been insisting on not letting go. He took a last look at Misu and the two little milk babies, and then left without looking back. Even the Minister of Finance who was standing next to him directly Completely ignored it.

"I'm so sorry to invite you to come and cause you such discomfort."

As soon as Mo Ziyan left, Minister Caizheng who was standing next to him breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and faced the man, his tone was full of respect, and his cautious demeanor seemed to be afraid of the man in front of him. Annoyed.

"It's a misunderstanding, the minister doesn't care."

He smiled indifferently, looking like he was very easy to talk to.

(End of this chapter)