Daddy, Here Is Mommy

"Nothing?"

Ding Mo frowned and thought deeply.

"Gu Mengmeng is a cheerful girl, and she should not ignore you for no reason..."

"That's why I'm surprised."

Gong Nanling is full of melancholy, and her peach blossom eyes are covered with sadness.

"Is that what you said to her that you shouldn't have said?"

Timothy then asked.

"What should not be said?"

Gong Nanling's eyes are tight and uneasy.

"I don't know It should not be... "

"Have you asked your little aunt?"

"No..."

Gong Nanling shrugged, some helpless way.

"The relationship between Madame and Gu Mengmeng is unusual. If Gu Mengmeng really has something to do, she will tell his wife."

At the end of Ding's speech, Gong Nanling was shocked and suddenly said.

"Yes..."

"Well, what should I do next? Don't you need me to analyze it for you?"

Ding Mo pulled up the corner of his mouth and said with a smile.

"Well."

Gong Nanling answered, grateful.

"Assistant Ding, thank you."

"Thank you for what? I didn't do anything. I don't have any experience in love. I have to rely on yourself. "

Timothy got up, got up, turned and went back to the room.

All the remaining mineral water in the palace spring will be drunk. Feeling inexplicably happy a lot.

He wiped the corners of his mouth, went back to the room, took his mobile phone and was ready to call Lin ange. Seeing the time above, I gave up again.

"At this time, she must have rested. I'll call again tomorrow. "

Go back to bed and lie down, head pillow hands, looking at the ceiling, thoughts gradually pull away.

Midnight.

The whole imperial capital was quiet.

Except for the cabinet of Liuyun Pavilion.

Compared with the cabinet, the cabinet is more private and never open to the outside world. Apart from the close relatives of your family, few people have ever been in.

Jun Linchuan strides into the chamber of secrets.

The door of the secret room was hidden behind a frame of Chinese painting in the study. Press open the mechanism and the wooden door opens slowly.

The four corner lights were on, just like day.

The furnishings inside are not simple. They are dazzling with luxury.

Behind the Bogu shelf, there is a wooden carving bed.

On the bed, there was a man.

There was a man sitting in front of the bed.

"Linchuan..."

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the person sitting in front of the bed turned to him and called him gently when he saw him.

"Alan, it's getting late. Why don't you go back and have a rest?"

Jun Linchuan came over and stroked her shoulder. There was a trace of weariness in the low alcohol voice.

"Tonight, I want to stay with him..."

"Alan, there's a lot to do tomorrow. You can't fall."

Jun Lin Chuan's voice is low and slow, and his mood is somewhat complicated.

"Linchuan, I can carry it."

Rong LAN raised her eyes and looked at him. Her voice was very light and soft.

"Alan, I don't think he can wake up for a while. If you're not in good health, you'd better not resist

Jun Linchuan's deep eyes are full of concern.

"But..."

Rong LAN still didn't want to get up.

"Well, go back."

Jun Linchuan patted her on the shoulder with a more serious tone.

"Well then..."

Rong LAN looked at the sleepy man on the bed and stood up with sadness on his face.

"Linchuan, you..."

"I'll stay for a while, and I'll go back."

Jun Linchuan looks at her, mellow voice return way.

"All right."

Rong LAN sighed and turned to the door of the chamber.

Jun Linchuan stands in front of the carved bed, and looks at the man who has fallen asleep.

"Son, why is this so?"

Rong LAN, who has already arrived at the door of the chamber of secrets, hears this sentence. Her steps suddenly stagnate and her face becomes more and more sad.

"Son, don't worry, dad will try to do something about it..."

Jun Linchuan's voice is a little heavy.

The canthus of Rong Lan's eyes are full of Teng Teng wet meaning and covers his mouth. Press the mechanism and open the door of the chamber.

“……”

Jun Linchuan raised his head, raised a trace of astringency in his eyes. At the bottom of the eyes, there is deep sorrow.

Heart, dull and dull pain.

Not long after Chu ran took Jiang Zhaowu back to Liuyun Pavilion, Jiang Zhaowu was unconscious. I went to the doctor and found nothing.

Junlinchuan suspects that junmoshang has done something to him, so he has to "press on" him. Jun Mo Shang insisted that he did nothing.

Although Jun Linchuan was suspicious, he did not have any evidence.There are so many things these days that he has no time to investigate. Just wait for the past few days, and slowly track down the matter.

Fortunately, although Jiang Zhaowu was in a coma, his life was not seriously affected.

Jun Linchuan reached out and took Jiang Zhaowu's hand with his fingers.

For the first time, father and son have been in such intimate contact.

For 28 years, Jun Linchuan only thought that his son was no longer alive. When it came to the time of his death, he could not sleep all night.

Unexpectedly, he is still alive. Still alive.

He wanted to avenge him, but he never found the man behind it.

On the low cabinet at the head of the bed, there is a time hourglass.

The sound of "rustling" is very clear.

……

The next day.

It's morning.

Lu Yiyao wakes up first and looks at Lin Yanyan. The next second, the cheeky lip corner could not help but take out, and a faint smile came into being.

Lin Yanyan's sleeping posture is very funny, his thin blanket faded to the end of the bed.

This is the first time Lu Yiyao takes Lin Yanyan to sleep alone. Unexpectedly, he wakes up in the morning and sees such a funny scene.

“……”

He sat up and covered Lin Yanyan with his thin blanket.

Get up. Wash.

"Good morning, president."

He came out of the washroom, and Timothy was ready.

"Good morning."

Lu Yi answered, went to the window and moved a little.

Bang bang bang.

There is a knock at the door.

Ding Mo hurried past, opened the door, but saw no one in the corridor.

"Eh..."

He felt a little puzzled, and his eyes could not help looking around. Looking down, he found a letter lying at the door.

Pick it up and stare at it.

"Letter?"

He closed the door and walked quickly to Lu Yiyao.

"President, a letter has been sent."

"Open it and have a look."

Lu Yi Yao stops and takes a cold look. There was no word on the light brown envelope.

"Yes."

Timothy tore open the seal of the envelope.

The letter paper inside took out and handed it to Lu Yiyao.

"President..."

Lu Yi takes it from afar and looks at it carefully. White A4 paper, three fold. It's a line of printed ink.

[Jiang Zhaowu is in the cabinet chamber. ]

Lu Yiyao's deep and narrow eyes shrunk for a moment, and her upright sword eyebrows tightened. The cold lips pressed tightly, and the curvature of the jaw was very cold and sharp.

"President, what's the matter?"

“……”

Lu Yiyao did not speak and handed him the open A4 paper.

Bold ink font, fell into Ding Mo's eyes, the heart was shocked, the face slightly changed.

"President, what happened to master Zhaowu?"

"Who is the messenger, you say?"

Lu Yi's unfathomable ink pupil is staring out of the window. Neon slowly extinguished, gorgeous morning glow covered half of the sky.