Pampering cool and thin beloved wife

137 Chapter 3 It's worth relying on ([-])
Mo Zhen pushed him, originally wanting to laugh, but her eyes were inexplicably moist: "Go, let them take a good look at you."

Shen Liang hesitated, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and his eyes were fixed on the photo of himself on the wall and the tribute on the shrine.

In an instant, when Gu Xuzhi accepted the task, Gu Xuzhi's words rang like thunder in his ears: Before the task is completed, you can't see your family, you can't see your lover, you can think about it!

He took up this task only after thinking it through. The teammates who died in the explosion, Professor Feng who was assassinated for the sake of innocence, and for the sake of being able to see his lover, lived in peace and happiness under the sun.

But what is he doing now!The legs that had already taken half a step were retracted tremblingly.

Frowning his eyebrows, he looked at Mo Zhen and shook his head resolutely.

Mo Zhen nodded while crying and laughing, her nose sore inexplicably.

But in just a moment, her expression immediately recovered, and she gently put the gift box on the coffee table.She obediently sat next to Shen's mother, and said with a strong smile, "Mom, today is your birthday. I brought a cake to celebrate with you. This is my friend, Cheng Liang."

Shen's mother, Liu Shuyun, has had poor eyesight since Shen Liang pretended to pass away, so she politely raised her head and looked at Shen Liang.

After a while, she opened her mouth and said politely, "Come and sit down, my son's name also has a bright character in it."

When the words fell to the ground, Shen Liang and Mo Zhen both froze.

Unspeakable pain flashed in Shen Liang's eyes, and his eye sockets turned red instantly.

It is said that a man does not flick his tears lightly. Just ask, how many people can remain indifferent to the mourning of old parents.

He stood in front of his parents alive, unable to recognize each other, and also unable to recognize each other!

Even I can only hypnotize myself like Ah Q. It is enough to see them and listen to them.

"Old lady, it's rare that Xiaomo brings friends here, so don't just mention unhappy things." Shen's father, Shen Xiaoping, said in a calm voice, and glanced at the young couple on the sofa, stood up quietly: "I'm going to prepare dinner , you talk slowly."

"Dad, don't be busy. I ordered food at the hotel and it should be delivered soon." Mo Zhen called to him in time, her voice became a little hoarse: "Sit down and have a good rest."

"Xiaomo, Xiaoliang is gone, you should call us uncle and aunt in the future." Liu Shuyun sighed, with a mournful expression: "This young man looks good, remember to let us know when you have a wedding."

"Mom..." Mo Zhen yelled, her chest suddenly felt like it was stuffed with cotton.

Shen Liang couldn't say anything, so he could only hold her hand silently, and buried his head very low.

The atmosphere froze.

Fortunately, after a while, Mo Zhen's food and drink hints were delivered, and the atmosphere in the room eased up.

However, in the face of a large table of sumptuous food and drink, almost no one has a good appetite.

After Mo Zhen took a few mouthfuls, she was dragged away by Shen Liang.

After leaving the house, the two did not take the elevator, but walked into the fire escape in silence.

The moment the fire door was closed, Shen Liang's tall body slowly bent down, holding Mozhen in his arms with almost all his strength.

Mo Zhen's tears fell down in a blink of an eye, and slipped into her collar without a sound.

She stretched out her hand, wrapped it tightly around his waist, and whispered softly: "I'm sorry, I didn't think carefully."

"It's not your fault..." The man's voice was very vague, and Mozhen's shoulders also felt wet.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, so quiet that only each other's breathing remained.

Just at this time, Mo Zhen's cell phone vibrated earth-shatteringly.

"Brother Shen, Yunshang is calling." Mo Zhen glanced at the number with difficulty, and quickly connected: "Yunshang."

This Jian Yunshang couldn't hide her excitement: "Anne called a few minutes ago and said that the information I gave her at noon has been cracked! I'm going back to Qinmei Garden right now, you'd better go back and wait for my news."

"Really!" Mo Zhen was ecstatic when she heard the news: "Song Qingshan is a cautious person, we must ensure that all the evidence is true and valid. Otherwise, the brother will not be able to apply for an arrest warrant with the superior."

"You're right, anyway, the information has been deciphered, and it will be verified soon whether it is true or not." Jian Yunshang finished with a smile, and added again before hanging up: "This time, he must not be allowed to escape."

Mo Zhen nodded heavily, followed by hanging up the line and ran downstairs quickly.

Shen Liang's mood had returned to normal when she connected the phone. Seeing her impatient look, he took two steps down and dexterously climbed over the handrail of the stairs, catching up to her.

"Yunshang has found the key evidence, but we still need some time to verify it!" Mo Zhen hurriedly explained, stepped out from the fire door on the next floor, and calmly pressed the elevator button.

Shen Liang saw that she was more anxious than himself, took advantage of the waiting time, hugged her restrainedly, and then let go.

After driving back to Building 17, Jian Yunshang's siblings were already waiting downstairs.

Shen Liang dutifully got out of the car and opened the door for them, turned the front of the car, looked in the direction of his home through the exterior rearview mirror with complicated emotions, and stepped on the accelerator with difficulty.

Back in Qinmei Garden, Jiang Muchen waited in the living room with a stinky face, looking very unhappy.

Jian Yunshang turned her head, explained a few words to her younger brother softly, and watched him go upstairs before Shi Shiran sat down.

Jiang Muchen looked at her sideways, and asked in a sour tone, "Did you enjoy your dinner?"

"Well, very happy." Jian Yunshang couldn't help but smile: "What about you?"

"I haven't eaten yet, I'm just busy cleaning up the garbage." Jiang Muchen said, moving over with a stern face, reaching out to wrap her arms around her waist: "I'm hungry."

"Call yourself a servant when you're hungry, and it's not like you don't have a mouth." Jian Yunshang pretended to push him: "I don't know how to do it anyway."

The man's starry eyes dimmed, he stood up bitterly, and dragged her up by the way: "You come to accompany me."

"Jiang Muchen, how old are you..." Although Jian Yunshang was complaining, but remembering the information found in Piao Miao's system at noon, she obediently followed him to the kitchen.

Waiting quietly for the servant to finish cooking the noodles, Jian Yunshang waited for the servant to leave, then put his hands on his chin and looked at him with a smile.

Jiang Muchen actually ate some, and she gradually felt guilty after being watched by her for so long.

After a few mouthfuls of silence, he raised his head and asked her ambiguously with a smile: "If you look at me this way, could it be that you are in love with me?"

"You think it is." Jian Yunshang perfunctorily brushed it off, raised her eyebrows and directly cut to the point: "Where did you get the thing you originally wanted to give me?"

Taking a mouthful of noodles, Jiang Muchen looked at her with a smile on his face, and answered as a matter of course: "I bought it from Taobao!"

"Then give me another dozen, I'm serious." Jian Yunshang suppressed her smile, and her pretty face suddenly became angry: "12 colors."

(End of this chapter)