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The evening sea breeze carried a slightly chilly breath, and the people in the car who were suffocated by the heating came out to breathe, although it was cold but fresh.

Mo Sichen walked to the edge of the big rock and looked at the cliff at his feet in front of him, remembering the scene when Luo Shen nervously grabbed him and kept him away from the dangerous place, and couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.

[General manager, you say such things, it's like standing on the edge of this cliff, do you know how dangerous it is?]

[You're afraid I'm in danger, but I want to stand on the edge of the cliff with you, you know?]

He leaned lightly against the rock, looked up at the vast sky, and his heart suddenly felt melancholy.

"Luo Shen, do you understand? I'm already standing on the edge of the cliff, and I'm not going to retreat. He said in his heart that he was immersed in his own space for a while, and he didn't listen carefully to the conversations of the elders over there.

"They're coming. Why is Secretary Luo driving so slowly?" Mo Chuxing said, pulling Mo Sichen's thoughts back.

"Let them be in front," said Grandpa suddenly, "so that she will have enough power to drive." ”

Mo Sichen turned his head to look, only to see a beam of light zigzag along the road, but the speed was not slow.

Sure enough, it was the business car driven by Luo Shen, and when she came closer, she saw Mo Sichen standing on the side of the road, she also stopped, and looked at him from a distance on the other side of the road.

"You go ahead," he said, waving his hand, "drive slower at night." ”

Luo Shen nodded and loosened the foot brake, and the body slowly drove away, and then accelerated.

He was standing where they had stopped, and I wonder if he remembered what he had said on the cliff.

You're afraid I'm in danger, but I want to stand on the edge of a cliff with you, you know?

"How can I let you stand on the edge of a cliff," she felt gloomy and sad in her heart, "the only person I love, how could I let you stand on the edge of a cliff!"

Mo Tianai next to her was already asleep, it seemed that she was indeed sleepy after studying hard, and she didn't wake up at all from the bumps on this winding road.

Mo Tianai seems to have seen through some things, is it really a bystander? It seems that he will have to be more cautious in the future.

The headlights that were catching up from behind kept a constant distance from her, and her heart warmed slightly, knowing that Mo Sichen was behind, looking at her, and she regarded this as some kind of protection.

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This day, the weekend.

In the large courtyard at No. 28 Liusha Road, several bushes of dense gold-leaf privet have not yet been pruned, and the branches are dense, forming a natural barrier, and the front and back sides cannot see through each other.

On the side near the villa, there are a few chairs and a small white lacquered table, where Ye Jiamei's father and daughter are sitting.

It's still early, and there's still some time between the meals.

Ye Jiamei's voice seemed a little excited, but it was deliberately lowered, "Dad, Fang Lingsheng has stopped investigating Luo Shen, maybe he has encountered resistance, I decided to send him a copy of the information he wants." ”

Ye Qingfeng frowned, feeling that it was not a good thing for his daughter to be too scheming, so he persuaded: "What are you bothering to do?"

"Help you, and help me. Ye Jiamei was very sure, "As long as something comes out between him and Luo Shen, even if you, a hidden competitor, fall halfway, you don't have to worry about it anymore." ”

Ye Qingfeng was silent for a while, thinking about his daughter's words.

Ye Jiamei continued: "However, Fang Lingsheng looks upright, as if he is not a person who violates the discipline of life like this, especially in the critical period when he is facing a major assessment...... What a hypocrisy!"

"Then don't bother," Ye Qingfeng's tone was uncertain, just a polite sentence, "Dad's business will be handled by yourself, you just take care of your own affairs." ”

"Today is the Mo family's big dinner day," Ye Jiamei changed her tone and returned to today's theme, "Today's weather is good, and the sun's residual heat is still there." Dad, this yard is very good. ”

Ye Qingfeng teased: "You want to marry early and enjoy this courtyard." ”

Ye Jiamei saw that her father exposed it, and she was not shy, and said bluntly: "Yes, when I get married to Si Chen, I will also buy a piece of land to build a villa with a yard, and you and your mother will move in with us." ”

Ye Qingfeng shaved his daughter, "You, you think beautifully." The Mo family is a big family, how can you let you move out and live another life, his family is just one of his sons, and he has to do his filial piety in front of his parents. ”

"I'll take care of him," Ye Jiamei said coquettishly, "Doesn't he have a sister? A sister can also honor her parents, why does she have to be a son." ”

"Oops, you're not sensible. Ye Qingfeng said a little helplessly, "Isn't his eldest sister married? Do you want your son-in-law to move back? Don't think about this, think more about how to balance work and family." ”

"Oh," Ye Jiamei suddenly woke up, "Speaking of which, I won't have a child early, wait until I am promoted to the director of the bureau and have another child...... Oops, the thought that as soon as I got married, a large family forced me to have children, and I felt like I was going crazy, and I had to find a way to move out as soon as possible. ”

Ye Qingfeng has been pampering his daughter since he was a child, and now he has an irretrievable strong character, he shook his head helplessly, and sighed, "It's okay if you don't know how to do housework, but your temper needs to be changed, and you must properly let Si Chen, he is a husband, and he must keep the dignity of a husband." ”

"Ha, why did I let him?" the daughter sneered, "What's wrong with my husband?

Ye Qingfeng was blocked by his daughter until he had nothing to say, and said angrily: "You always treat Mai Mang like this, and you refuse to give in at all, I'm really worried that you will suffer." ”

"Don't worry, Dad, I have the skill of controlling the husband," Ye Jiamei said with a smile, suddenly looked up and caught a glimpse of the white BMW car driving into the courtyard gate, and said excitedly: "He's back." ”

She got up and ran to the place where Mo Sichen often parked to stand and wait, but it was Mo Siyan who came out of the car, and she asked in surprise: "Why are you?"

Mo Siyan locked the car door, raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother and uncle have already come back from work." After he finished speaking, he nodded to Ye Qingfeng, called "Uncle Ye", and whistled into the door of the East House.

Ye Jiamei's father and daughter glanced at each other and followed into the gate of the east house.

Behind the privet bushes, which became a natural barrier, there were also two lounge chairs, both of which were seated.

The young man lay down on a flat chair as if he was asleep, and the other majestic middle-aged man held a book in his hand and looked at the sleeping young man with pity.

The book was turned to a small half, and it was just covered on Mo Sichen's face, Mo Chuxiong's footsteps when he came did not wake up his son, so he took the book that his son covered his face and sat down and turned a few pages at random.

Before he could read a few lines, he heard Ye Jiamei's father and daughter come to the other side of the bush and heard their wonderful remarks.

Now, the Ye father and daughter have left, and Mo Sichen seems to be still asleep.

"Alas, sleeping outside on a cold day," Mo Chuxiong got up, put the book on the chair, and then took off his coat and gently draped it on his son, "It's time to wake up, don't catch a cold." But he never woke up his son.

On the chair, the cover of the book was gently blown by the breeze, and the big words "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" seemed to be dancing.

Mo Chuxiong's figure had just disappeared behind the bushes, Mo Sichen slowly opened his eyes, touched the coat that still had his father's body temperature on his body, and felt sad for no reason.

He never doubted his father's love, and his father's rare warmth was only given to him if he thought he was asleep, but that was enough.

In fact, he woke up when his father took the book from his face, but he didn't know how to face his stern father for a while, so he simply pretended to be asleep. He also heard the conversation on the other side of the bushes, and heard his father's breathing getting heavier.

He got up and walked out from behind the tree, glanced at the chair here, and stepped into the villa door.

Ye Jiamei saw him come in, got up from the sofa and grabbed his arm, "I heard that you came back a long time ago, why didn't I see you?"

He subconsciously looked at his father, who was also looking at him silently.

"I'll see if the meal is ready. He made an excuse to push Ye Jiamei's hand away, hung his father's coat on the coat rack, and turned around and walked away.

When her son, who had never been close to housework, entered the kitchen, Lan Ruojie was surprised and amused, "Why did you come here? ”

Cheng Qiuyu, who was mixing the sauce on the side, also teased: "It's easy for the little couple to meet and not to warm up, what are you going to do in the kitchen?"

Hearing Wen Cun's words, Mo Sichen only felt irritable, and crawled his hair in annoyance and said, "Mom and second aunt, it's so easy for me to ask for a clean place, and you are going to drive me away again." ”

"Si Chen-" Mo Tianai came in lightly and called him softly, "Let me tell you something, that, the person who came to the last New Year's Eve barbecue party, Chen Nianxi, do you remember? I recommended him to hire Chendong's Minister of Justice." ”

Mo Sichen said dejectedly: "Little aunt, if he wants to come to apply for a position, he will sign up according to the procedures, what are you telling me to do?

Mo Tianai slapped his nephew on the shoulder, "I think it's funny to tell you, we don't do justice like that!" After saying that, he walked away stupidly.

"Hey, sister-in-law," Cheng Qiuyu stopped her, "You don't get tired of eating books all day, come and help, Si Chen will also come and change your taste." ”

Mo Tianai's eyes lit up, "Okay, don't blame me if I broke the plate." With that, he pulled Mo Sichen and went to the side of the Liuli platform.

Lan Ruojie scolded with a smile on the side: "Every time my sister-in-law comes, a disaster movie will be staged in the kitchen, plus Si Chen, I don't know what will happen." ”

Mo Chuxiong, who was unhappy, was worried about his son, followed him to the kitchen door, saw a laugh inside, pulled the corners of his lips, and turned to leave.

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