"Xiao Jian, why did you lie just now?" Entering the room, Li Moxin hugged Xiao Jian from behind and asked in a low voice.

"I'm not lying, can I say anything without a shadow?" Xiao Jian reflexively hugged Li Moxin's slender waist, and his mouth began to look for a target.

Hmm......

The mouth was sealed, and Li Moxin was weakly paralyzed in Xiao Jian's arms, allowing him to wantonly violate the ......

After a while, both of them were out of breath and affectionate, and Li Moxin was even more apricot eyes.

"Xiao Jian, let go of me, it's so uncomfortable." Li Moxin broke free from Xiao Jian's embrace with all her might, she was afraid that if she continued, she would break her promise to her stepmother.

Xiao Jian was also very uncomfortable, a primitive impulse almost made him unable to do it himself, and he had no choice but to let go of Li Moxin.

Li Moxin's boudoir was very warmly decorated, and what surprised Xiao Jian even more was that there was a bookshelf on one wall, which was full of all kinds of books.

It seems that she is also borrowing books to pass the time after a long night.

Xiao Jian walked over and searched very carefully, trying to find a book he liked to read.

Li Moxin walked to Xiao Jian's side, took out a book of poems from a corner, and handed it to Xiao Jian: "This is what my father wrote." ”

Xiao Jian was stunned, he didn't expect Li Moxin's father to be a poet.

opened the poetry collection, it was full of love poems, written very gracefully and movingly, and some words and sentences even made Xiao Jian feel like crying.

Li Moxin said softly: "My father was a talented man from Jinghua University back then, very famous, and his pen name was Forget Chen. ”

Forget the dust? Xiao Jian really has some impression of this name, I remember that when I was in college, someone once mentioned this name, but I can't remember it after a long time.

Xiao Jian pointed to one of the poems and said to Li Moxin: "Moxin, your father was really suave back then, he should love this woman very much, the words are so touching." ”

Li Moxin glanced at it and said softly: "This woman is my mother, they fell in love in college, and got married and had me after graduation." Li Moxin's eyes moistened.

"Look, this is my mother!" Li Moxin turned around and took out a photo from under the pillow and handed it to Xiao Jian.

The woman in the photo is very delicate, giving a very quiet feeling, very beautiful.

"Mo Xin, you look a lot like your mother." Xiao Jian said.

"Well, it's a pity that Mom left early." Li Moxin sobbed softly.

Xiao Jian gently hugged Li Moxin, "Moxin, don't be sad, I will have you in the future." ”

"Xiao Jian, I love you too." Li Moxin's small mouth came up, and there was another burst of warmth in the bedroom.

After Wen Cun, Xiao Jian asked very strangely: "Mo Xin, since your father's poetry collections have been published, why can't you see them on the market?" ”

Li Moxin sighed and said, "My stepmother didn't know why, she bought all the poetry collections back and burned them in front of my father. I secretly hid this one. Oh! Don't let your stepmother know. ”

"Well, you little fool, I'm not your stepmother's mole." Xiao Jian kissed Li Moxin lightly and said.

"Bad guy, always take advantage, okay, go back to sleep, otherwise your stepmother won't worry." After speaking, Li Moxin's face turned red again.

Xiao Jian returned to his bedroom and just wanted to take off his clothes and sleep, when there was a knock on the door.

Xiao Jian went over and opened the door, and it was Wang Ma standing at the door, "Uncle, drink milk." ”

Xiao Jian took the cup and saw that Wang Ma had no intention of leaving, so he smiled slightly and drank it in one gulp.

Depend on! Do you still have to supervise when you drink milk?

went to bed, Xiao Jian's mind kept flashing the figures of Li Zhongzhong and Feng Yulan, and Li Moxin's words kept echoing in his ears.

Why did Li Zhongzhong pretend to be sick? And to pretend to be a vegetative person? Talented son, beautiful mother, poetry collection, stepmother, car accident......

Xiao Jian felt sleepiness coming, and slowly closed his eyes......

The next morning, at the dining table, Feng Yulan asked Xiao Jian with great concern: "Xiao Jian, did you sleep well last night?" ”

"Auntie, I slept well." Xiao Jian replied.

"Mo Xin, how did I hear that your Uncle Pang was hit by a car?" Feng Yulan asked Li Moxin.

"Yes, but I've been discharged." Li Moxin didn't dare to say more, for fear that her stepmother would ask.

"Well, that's good, I haven't seen him for a long time, let him have time to come home for a meal." Feng Yulan was full, pulled a piece of napkin, wiped her mouth, and got up to leave.

Xiao Jian and Li Moxin drove to the headquarters of Tianlong Group.

Xiao Jian returned to his office and sat in a chair, still thinking about those things from yesterday.

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, no, this matter is strange, and it must be investigated, otherwise it may be unfavorable to Mo Xin.

Xiao Jian used to be the president of the student union of Jinghua University, and he had a good relationship with the teachers in the school, he took out his old mobile phone, turned out the phone number of the archivist Dou Kunxing, and called it.

"Teacher Dou, hello, I'm Xiao Jian."

"Oops! It's Xiao Jian, has the job been settled? "Dou Kunxing likes Xiao Jian very much and cares about his work.

"Mr. Dou, I'm in Tianlong Group now, and my work is not bad, thank you for still hanging on me." Xiao Jian has a lot of respect for Dou Kunxing.

"Tianlong Group, yes, very promising. Is Xiao Jian looking for me something? Dou Kunxing asked.

"Hehe, Mr. Dou, I still have something to trouble you when I look for you." Xiao Jian laughed awkwardly a few times, it seemed that this call should have been made a long time ago.

"Just say something, you're not the kind of person who spit out." Dou Kunxing still knows Xiao Jian well.

"Mr. Dou, you have been at Jinghua University for so many years, do you know Li Zhongzhong? Oh! His pen name is Forget Chen. Xiao Jian asked.

"Forget the dust, I know, we used to be classmates, isn't he the president of Tianlong Group? But I heard that he doesn't seem to be in good health, and he hasn't shown up in the past few years, so we have all cut off contact. How? Something happened to him? Dou Kunxing replied.

"Well, he's in a vegetative state now, Mr. Dou, do you know everything about him? I mean those things in college. Xiao Jian asked.

"Alas! That's a long story, Xiao Jian, otherwise, if you have time to come to school, I'll tell you in detail, his story, you can write a book, alas! Loyalty, that person is really talented. Dou Kunxing seemed to remember the past, and his voice seemed very melancholy and lost.

"Okay, Teacher Dou, I'll take the time to see you." Xiao Jian hung up the phone, and he faintly felt that the affairs of the Li family were really not so simple.

However, should I talk to Li Moxin about this matter?

Xiao Jian hesitated again and again, feeling that it was better to hide it from Li Moxin first, a woman's heart is small, once she finds out something, she is afraid that she will not be able to control her feelings and make things bigger; If he made a fuss, it would make Li Moxin's stepmother disgusted with him.

Xiao Jian has decided, and tomorrow he will go to Jinghua University to ask Teacher Dou Kunxing for clarification.

It's a pity that Xiao Jian wouldn't have thought that tomorrow's events would surprise him, making him fall deeper into a crisis!