Chapter Seventy-Seven: Hidden Feelings

When Mu Beicheng heard Song Lang's words, his eyes became sharp:

"No, you don't. When the time comes, I'll tell her. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

Song Lang bowed to Mu Beicheng, but his eyes were slightly raised, looking at Mu Beicheng's face that sank to the point of dripping, and sighed softly in his heart.

At that time, the situation was so critical that the husband was forced to send the lady away, and soon after that, the husband was assassinated and almost lost his life.

At that time, the person in charge of protecting Mr. only survived, and Mr., although he saved his life, he still left sequelae, and even making an expression would look very unnatural.

Due to the situation at that time, the gentleman suppressed the matter with all his might, and if the young lady knew about it, then the misunderstanding between her and the gentleman would probably be resolved.

Song Lang thought so, and made up his mind in his heart, Mr. cherished Miss so much, no matter what, he had to find a way to let Miss know about it. Even if, afterwards, he can no longer be loyal to Mr.

Mu Beicheng thought that his daughter was still waiting in the study, and there was Li Tingshen watching him downstairs, so he would take his daughter away at the first opportunity, and hurriedly walked around the base and returned to the study.

Mu Qinghan was reading a book on the bookshelf in Mu Beicheng, when she was a child, she often saw her mother holding this book, and the book was full of her mother's notes.

Because of the passage of time, the paper has been yellowed, but there is not a single wrinkle on the page, and the writing is clean and clean, without a trace of dust, and it can be seen that the book has been well cared for.

Seeing those familiar handwritings, Mu Qinghan seemed to see her mother standing in front of her, still as gentle as water in her memory. I couldn't help but reach out and stroke the handwriting on the book, my fingers were trembling.

"Qingqing. ”

Hearing Mu Beicheng's voice, Mu Qinghan suddenly raised his head and looked at Mu Beicheng with a complicated expression. She couldn't understand the president more and more.

He was the one who ruthlessly drove their mother and daughter out of the house at the beginning, but he was the one who hid the traces they left well.

If Mu Beicheng was really as ruthless and unrighteous as she thought, why did she keep these things? If not, who could threaten Mu Beicheng, who was only one step away from the presidency in the first place?

Who would have such a great energy that Mu Beicheng would not dare to come to her after becoming president?

Mu Qinghan looked at Mu Beicheng, and there were too many questions in his heart that he wanted to exit, but Mu Beicheng just glanced at the book in her hand lightly:

"I put it so well, and you found it out?"

The faint tone made Mu Qinghan feel that even if she asked, Mu Beicheng would not reveal a word.

"Alright, it's almost time, put the books away, let's go down to dinner. ”

Really. Mu Qinghan silently put the book back in place and followed Mu Beicheng downstairs.

Talking, plus going to a training base, this time is not long, but it is not short, but it can be put on a busy person, such a wait can be fatal.

Mu Qinghan went downstairs and saw that Li Tingshen was still sitting on the sofa, and when he saw her, he smiled warmly on his face, saying that it was fake not to be surprised.

She knew very well how busy Li Tingshen was. is so busy that she will accompany Luo Shiqing to go shopping. But this man actually waited for her here for hours.

Moreover, no work was handled.

"What are you talking about with the president, it's taking so long?"

Li Tingshen stepped forward and held Mu Qinghan's soft palm, this small action exposed him, and he looked impassive on the surface, but he was still in a hurry.

Mu Qinghan felt that it was not good for him to know Li Tingshen too well sometimes, you see, it was clear that this man was just standing in front of her now, and he didn't say anything, she was a little moved.

After all, it is more difficult to make Li Tingshen and others more difficult than to win five million in the lottery ticket. In the past, he wanted to date Luo Shiqing, and Luo Shiqing went to Li's house early, or Li Tingshen's company to wait for him.

Unconsciously compared himself with Luo Shiqing, Mu Qinghan only felt that he was sick. Such a scumbag who eats in a bowl and looks at the pot cares about what he does.

Could it be that she was surprised too much today, and her whole body became soft? No, no, no, absolutely impossible.

"Come, Qingqing, sit here, sit with Dad. ”

Mu Beicheng still didn't even look at Li Tingshen, patted the back of Mu Qinghan's hand, and pulled her to sit on the right hand side of the main seat, indeed, Mu Beicheng was very close.

And Li Tingshen's position, on the guest seat opposite Mu Beicheng, the presidential palace uses a long table, so let alone serving food for Mu Qinghan, Li Tingshen just wants to say something to Mu Qinghan, so he has to stand up and walk to Mu Qinghan's side.

Mu Qinghan almost laughed, Your Excellency, should your hostility be so obvious. What about the sleek and sophisticated senior politicians who say yes?

Mu Qinghan probably will never understand Mu Beicheng's mood when his daughter was snatched away by another man, and he glanced at the Li Tingshen who was sitting at the end of the long table with an unhappy expression, and quickly moved his eyes back.

She was afraid that if she looked at her twice, she couldn't help but laugh.

Watching Mu Beicheng give Mu Qinghan vegetables from afar, and said a few words gently, Mu Qinghan lowered his head and concentrated on eating, and occasionally looked up and replied with two sentences, a good scene of father and daughter's filial piety.

Li Tingshen sat at the end of the long table, his face didn't show much, not to mention how depressed he was. Mu Qinghan is his woman. Except for him, no one can have a little intimacy with Mu Qinghan. Even if Mu Beicheng is Mu Qinghan's father, it can't be.

If Mu Qinghan knew what Li Tingshen was thinking, he would not only give him a roll of the eyes, but also a sentence: neurosis.

Not to mention the relationship between Mu Qinghan and Mu Beicheng, the blood relationship between them cannot be erased, what is the situation of this man's brain circuit. Even if you are jealous, you will eat it on the head of your father.

After finishing the meal, Li Tingshen walked quickly to Mu Qinghan's side:

"It's getting late, it's time for us to go home, huh?"

Mu Qinghan looked at Li Tingshen in wonder, why did this man, every time he was in the presidential palace, in front of Mu Beicheng, he could create an illusion that they were very close?

Could it be that he wants to behave well in front of Mu Beicheng, and then the identity of the president of Mu Beicheng will make the Li family even better?

Come to think of it, that's all it takes. Of course, Mu Qinghan would not let Li Tingshen get his wish. It is true that the person who killed her child was Luo Shiqing, but this man is also an accomplice and a murderer. It's the object of her revenge.

Not only will she not let the Li family go to the next level, but she will also let the Li family fall. To make the people who were involved in that thing pay the price.