President, don't tease me

"President, we have found out the location of that man." Lei Ming's call into beiminghan's mobile phone brought news that both Tang Guo and his wife were overjoyed.

"He is indeed in Ireland, but not the city we were looking for. The exact location is..." Lei Ming reported the survey results to Beiming Han, and said for a moment, "president, do you need me to book your ticket?"

Before Beiming Han came home, Tang Guo couldn't help talking excitedly, "yes!"

Beiming Han turned his head and looked at Tang Guo's flushed face because of excitement. He couldn't help laughing, and his eyes were full of thick smiles.

"Book the ticket." at the order of Beiming Han, thunder ordered the ticket quickly.

Two days later, Beiming Han and Tang Guo boarded the plane to Ireland with their plane tickets.

"Beiming Han... You say, my father..."

Along the way, Tang Guo chattered restlessly like a little sparrow. Fortunately, the plane was wrapped by Beiming cold, and there were only two of them. Otherwise, others would have had an attack if they listened to Tang Guo's chatter all the way.

Beiming Han was not upset about it, but seemed a little interested.

Tang Guo smashed his mouth, picked up the water and poured it into his throat. The heat in his heart was quenched by the cold water, and people became a little calm.

"Here we are!"

When the plane descended slowly and reached the green apron, Tang Guo smiled and looked forward to it in his eyes. But it is undeniable that Tang Guo was not only looking forward to it, but also worried and even complained.

It took her two months to digest the "bolt from the blue" that Tang Ruhai gave her before she died. Now she adjusted her mood and looked forward to looking for a strange, unknown man who was her biological father. What kind of mood should she hold?

Everything can only be known at the moment of meeting.

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"Knock knock." the rhythmic knock on the door broke the silent air. In front of the heavy red wooden door, a woman with cowboy skirt and long hair and shoulders paced. Next to her, a tall man stood behind her in silence, his sharp eagle eyes narrowed slightly, reflecting his sharp eyes.

Tang Guo stood in front of the door handle again and took a deep breath. Bai temporarily raised his hand slowly, looking serious and unwilling.

"Knock knock."

"Zhi -" the old wooden door was pushed open and made a harsh sound.

Tang Guo opened his eyes when he heard the voice, and his eyes twinkled with hope.

But when she saw the red wooden door in front of her, her look was suddenly full of loss, and her apricot eyes, which were as bright as stars, suddenly became dim.

"Who are you looking for?" the old voice sounded behind Tang Guo. Tang Guo and Beiming Han turned around at the same time, and saw an old foreign woman with white hair.

The old woman's vigilant eyes looked back and forth between Tang Guo and Beiming Han.

"Hello, we are from China... Do you know the people living here?" but who is Beiming Han? He quickly responded. Tang Guo couldn't help sighing because of his fluent Gadel language.

A few minutes later, the old woman and Beiming Han communicated warmly and laughed from time to time.

After a while, the old woman waved her hand, leaned on a crutch, and walked back to the house leisurely with a smile different from that when she came. After Beiming Han said goodbye to the old woman, the smile on his face was put away, and his look was complex. When Tang Guo saw this, his heart beat inexplicably and was uneasy.

"How's it going?"

When he boarded the plane again, Tang Guo's heart had become extremely heavy.

"The old woman said that your father had disappeared before. And finally the police went to his house and were shot after they heard it was a crime."

Tang Guo's head was buried in his knee. His mood was as bitter as eating yellow lotus. His mind echoed the words of Beiming cold. He didn't respond for a long time.

Now how to describe her mood is the most appropriate?

It is reasonable to say that Tang Guo has never met his biological father or even heard of such a person for more than 20 years. Even if he lives or dies, whether he lives happily or not should have nothing to do with her. But when she knew the existence of this, the relationship between blood and water still worried her.

Tang Ruhai's death made her think she had become an orphan, but her biological father raised a glimmer of hope.

And now?

Disappointment, hope, and deeper despair.

"Tut......" Beiming Han was also in a bad mood. Looking at Tang Guo's sadness, Beiming cold's heart also hurts.

The woman I love most is so painful, but I can't help it.

Beiming Han seldom realized this feeling of helplessness, or even a few times. But this time, he really had no clue.

The death of Tang Guo's biological father is not only a great blow to Tang Guo, but also a direct impact on him.

I wanted to know something about that year from Tang Guo's biological father, but now people are gone. What else can I do?

Beiming cold closed his eyes and flashed every minute spent in Ireland. When the memory solidified at a certain point, Beiming cold opened his eyes in an instant.

That woman, something's wrong!

Beiming Han filtered the dialogue with the old woman again and again, recalled the old woman's expression at that time, and his eyes were more firm.

That woman is lying. The fact must not be as good as the old woman said. At least there will be some deviation. Tang Guo's biological father is not dead at all, and there is no accident.

"Ha......" Beiming smiled coldly.

It seems that the old woman is not simple. Although she said she came out to check the situation after being quarreled, she could carefully observe the expression on her face. Through psychological analysis, she could come to a positive answer - the old woman was lying.

Maybe others can't find it, but who is beiminghan? God's favorite with high IQ and EQ, those tricks are not worth mentioning in his eyes!

Beiming Han's eyes swept over his shoulder. Tang Guo fell asleep on his shoulder. Xiumei tightened her eyebrows. She was unprepared and pure in her sleep, and her melancholy expression at this time. Several men would let this beauty be in front of their eyes. What's more, it's cold in the north?

A kiss as thin as a feather fell on Tangguo's face, and Beiming's cold thin lips covered Tangguo's softness.

For fear of disturbing Tang Guo's sleep, Beiming cold tastes it.

"Hello, President, what's the matter?"

In China, thunder is sleeping at home. A phone call from Beiming cold wakes him up.

"Help me investigate all the things that happened to that man in Ireland." Bei Minghan said simply, but Lei Ming clearly realized the urgency of the matter and hurriedly said yes.