Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

"Who else is a mother like me?"

Wen Zhaoning frowned slightly, "just see Qinghuan and make sure she's okay. Let's go first. If Jingxi knows, he will only lay a heavier hand. "

"But..." he Meixin looked at Li Qinghuan. She was still working and didn't know she was coming to see her.

Thinking of this, I felt sad.

Sad and distressed.

Her precious daughter, who has never touched the sun and spring water, now wants to be exposed to the sun and come here to suffer like this.

In addition to heartache, she was more angry about her incompetence.

If it were not for her incompetence, her daughter would not have to suffer.

Wen Zhaoning took her, "let's go, Meixin."

He followed Wen Zhaoning step by step.

…………

CIA.

A lot of intelligence has been collected during this period. Song Yunchi, as usual, is going to the Han Palace to report to his Excellency the president.

Led by Secretary Shao, he came to the presidential office.

He bowed his head respectfully, "Sir, this is the document you want."

Hand over the documents with both hands and put them respectfully on the desk.

Zhou muting raised his head. His sharp and deep eyes glanced over the document and fell on him. He smiled with interest, "sit down."

"Yes, sir."

He bowed his head and signed his name on the document. Zhou muting closed the document and put it aside.

Leaning back comfortably in his chair, he asked, "how's Jingxi recently?"

Song Yunchi thought for a few seconds before saying, "everything is fine in Jingxi."

"Really?" Zhou muting's eyes were deep, and song Yunchi lowered his eyes. "I don't know what you want to know, sir?"

Mu Jingxi suddenly said he liked Joan, who was the woman he wanted to spend his life with.

So, Joan's daughter, he must know whose child it is.

The child he grew up with is really deep in his mind now.

Waving his hand, Zhou muting motioned that song Yunchi could leave.

Coming out of the presidential office, song Yunchi breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing his relieved appearance, Secretary Shao smiled and asked, "what's the matter, director Song?"

"It's all right. There's a little psychological pressure."

"Can't see that director Song will also have pressure?"

Song Yunchi smiled helplessly, "there will be a little pressure more or less. Isn't Secretary Shao?"

"Indeed."

Song Yunchi waved his hand, "I'll go first. Secretary Shao will stay."

He did not understand what the president had just asked.

What does he want to know?

The superior's mind is hard to guess.

After leaving the Han Palace, the guard asked, "Director Song, where are you going now?"

"Go find Jingxi."

Take out your cell phone and call Mu Jingxi, "where is it?"

"Royal Hospital."

"Are you hurt?" Song Yunchi was surprised. He was good. How could he get hurt?

After telling the guard to go to the Royal Hospital, he asked Mu Jingxi a series of questions at the other end of the phone, "how did you get hurt? Is it serious? Where did it hurt? Forget it, I'll go and see for myself. "

"Which question do you want me to answer first?" Mujingxi asked coolly.

"That's the first one."

"I'm not hurt." Mu Jingxi's eyes fell on little glutinous rice's head.

The doctor was changing her gauze. When the gauze was removed in circles, he saw her broken head.

The wound has a black scab.

see the scene which is dreadful to one 's mind.

"You're not hurt. Who are you seeing at the Royal Hospital?"