"Did you come to the house today to find my father?" Zhang Yue saw Qing Huan's eyebrows, and there was a faint look of anxiety in her eyes, and she didn't dare to delay her business at the moment, so she asked in a very serious tone. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Yes, I have something very important to find Lord Zhang Molin" Qing Huan simply told Zhang Yue his origin bluntly, and a little bit of depression and anger in his blue eyes made Zhang Yue's brows tighten, for some reason, he felt that his little "bride" should have encountered a lot of difficulties.

"Okay, then I'll lead you over, today is a rare rest day for the Criminal Division, my father is dealing with the written case file in the study at this time" Zhang Yue turned around, but signaled Qing Huan to go with her, dressed in a moon-white robe, and her majestic pace, so that Qing Huan behind her couldn't help but be a little stunned, time flies, but now they have grown up, she is oppressed by life and moves forward step by step, but fortunately, her little friend lives much easier than her, and she is happy for him in her heart.

"Knock knock" Outside the solemn study, Zhang Yue took the lead and walked to the door and knocked lightly a few times, but she was very polite and gently reminded her inside, "Father"

Bai Cang glanced silently behind him, and saw that there was a spirited man sitting in the study, with very upright facial features, a pair of Western glasses on the bridge of his nose, no more than forty years old, wearing a black satin regular clothes, and he was leaning over the desk with a brush in his hand and concentrating on correcting a thick stack of case files, looking like he was busy taking care of it.

"Alas, Qing Huan" The dedicated person heard this, but in an instant he stopped the brush that was constantly drawing, but a pair of eyes were a little happy and directly ignored the others, firmly locked on the light pigmented Qing Huan, with a few tears in his eyes, enough to see his expectation.

Chen Yue rolled his eyes quietly on the side, in addition to his old-fashioned style, his father is selective every time he looks at people, and automatically ignores the people he doesn't want to see, such as his dignified eldest son Chen Yue, I don't know how many times he has been ignored since he was a child, he either left him on the street or forgot about it in the school when he was a child, Rao is like this, he is still safe and sound, and it is really a miracle that he has grown up peacefully.

"Uncle Zhang, Qing Huan greets you, I wish you a long life and ten thousand health" Qing Huan smiled very politely at the majestic man, and made a salute respectfully, because of her father, she had the most contact with this Uncle Zhang and Zhang Yue when she was a child, he never disliked his blue eyes that were regarded as a disaster like others, and every time he was very kind to hold himself, buy himself sugar gourd to eat, very kind.

"Qing Huan, my good boy, please hurry up" The middle-aged man who was still writing the desk heard this, but stood up in an instant, slowly walked over and held Qing Huan's hand, and looked at Qing Huan carefully, tears flashed in his slightly cloudy eyes.

"I heard that Prime Minister Shangguan has passed away, these days have really made you suffer" Zhang Molin said earnestly to Qing Huan, but the sadness in his eyes became more obvious, with his understanding of the eldest lady Liu, he knew that she would seize the opportunity to criticize Qing Huan, and he felt even more guilty in his heart that he was busy with government affairs these days but forgot to take her to the house.

"Zhang Yue, you take the guests down, I have something I want to talk to Qing Huan alone" That Lord Zhang Molin said something to Qing Huan in a very gentle tone, and then raised his eyes to that Zhang Yue is very majestic roar, as if he disliked him very much.

"Yes, Father" Zhang Yue replied sadly and respectfully, but with his eyes he motioned for Bai Cang to retreat with him, wanting to cry without tears in his heart, obviously he is his father's biological son, why will he never be treated by him, is it really like others say that the father only wants a caring daughter? But a son can also be an intimate little padded jacket.

Bai Cang saw the huge contrast between the reactions of Zhang Mo Lin before and after, but for some reason he felt very interesting in his heart, it seemed that he might have thought about this upright criminal officer, he seemed to have something completely different from what he expected.

"You sit down" Zhang Molin let Qing Huan sit down, there was only one stool in this study, but he would rather stand by himself, so Qing Huan was slightly stunned, it had been so long, Uncle Zhang still cared so much about her, but his attitude towards the little son of the Zhang family was still so rude and disgusting, she couldn't cry or laugh in her heart, and sometimes she even wondered if she was wrong with that Zhang Yuegongzi.

That Lord Zhang Molin spoke again, but said in a deep voice, "Qinghuan, since your father has passed away, there is no one to rely on if you want to come to your house, it is better for you to marry my unsuccessful dog Zhang Yue as soon as possible, and you can take care of it when you live in."

Qing Huan was shocked when she heard this, she always thought that the verbal "baby kiss" was just for fun, but she didn't expect to enter the Zhang family's mansion today only to find that their father and son were firmly in mind, very serious, and their expressions were a little embarrassed at the moment.

"Uncle Zhang, how can the jokes I said there be taken seriously, I just regard Zhang Yuegongzi as my own brother, and I have no other ideas..."

"But your father has passed away, and you have grown up with me, how can I bear to let you drift out alone, if you don't like that Zhang Yue stupid big man, why don't I recognize you as my own daughter and stay in Zhang Mansion for a long time?"

"Uncle Zhang, you naturally don't have to worry about Qing Huan's life, but I came today to ask you, I hope you can help me" Qing Huan's blue eyes changed, but his tone became serious in an instant, and he was about to kneel down with a little earnest request.

"Ouch, you kid, kneel at every turn, sit down" Her move frightened Zhang Molin, and she quickly grabbed Qing Huan, who was sad and angry in her eyes, and stopped her movements, but he never thought that at this time, his "stupid big" biological son Zhang Yue was waiting outside the door for a long time to blow the cold wind, and the frozen snot flowed.

"You don't have to worry, if there is anything to tell Uncle Zhang, I will definitely do my best to help you if I can help you" That Zhang Molin spoke again, but it made Qing Huan completely relieved.