In the palatial Du family villa, Du Changguo looked shocked, "Jun Moting likes Qin Ye?" Impossible, right? ”

After following the rules all his life, in Du Changguo's cognition, Jun Moting likes Qin Ye, which is more unbelievable than his dislike of Du Manxi.

With bitterness in his heart, Du Manxi looked disdainful, "What's impossible?" The richer and more powerful the circle, the more chaotic it is, and you don't know it. Not to mention ......"

After the Modu concert, Qin Ye threw herself into Jun Moting's arms in front of her, and was kissed by Jun Moting with her head down.

Du Manxi forcibly held back the discomfort in his heart and said, "I saw it with my own eyes, can I still lie to you?" ”

Du Changguo stopped talking.

The imperial capital was the center of power in China.

is in the whirlpool of power, and over the years, I have heard and seen nine hundred dirty things, if not a thousand.

It's just that he didn't expect Jun Moting to have such an unbearable preference.

If you are someone else, what's the big deal about liking a man, the left is just a thing under the crotch.

But listening to his daughter's meaning, Jun Moting seems to plan to disclose his relationship with Qin Ye, so that everyone in the imperial capital knows that Qin Ye is protected by him?

That's kind of interesting.

Qin Ye is Jun Moting's eyeballs.

Jun Moting is also the lifeblood of the old man Jun and the top priority of the Jun family.

What if something happens to Qin Ye?

The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, and when the time comes, the Jun family will be destroyed, and President Jiang Honglu will also be unlucky.

In the past, he was thinking about the position of prime minister, but now, why doesn't he take a long-term view?

As soon as he turned around, he saw the blazing light in Du Manxi's eyes, knowing his daughter Mo Ruo's father, Du Changguo shook his head and said regretfully: "Manxi, it's a pity for you, if you are a man, what is the matter with Jun Moting in the current imperial capital?" ”

With a smug expression, Du Manxi smiled and said, "Dad, who said that if I am a girl, I can't be a big deal?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes."

Du Changguo stroked his palms and laughed, "My Du Changguo's daughter is a heroine among women, how can they be compared to ordinary people?" ”

Thinking that it was now September and December was the election period, Du Changguo made a few phone calls to go out.

After half an hour's effort, several cars drove into Du's house, and the study was soon filled with the group of people who had supported Du Changguo in the past.

In the dormitory of 920, Qin Ye was lying on the bed and watching Jun Moting.

"Tired?"

Jun Moting asked.

"Not tired."

Qin Ye shook his head, "Compared to when the devil trained me, it was like a joke." ”

After speaking, Qin Ye was silent.

On the other side of the screen is Jun Moting's office, and you can see that the man still has a thick stack of documents to read.

And he was also absent-minded when he spoke, obviously encountering some headaches.

Just watched quietly, and waited until he looked over, Qin Ye asked with a smile, "Why are you so busy?" It's almost 11 o'clock, aren't you going back to rest? ”

"Well, there's a lot to do."

Jun Moting put down the pen in his hand, took his mobile phone and looked at Qin Ye intently: "The end of the year is the new general election, and the entire leadership team will be re-elected." So, these months, I'm going to be busy, very busy. ”

General election!

I always feel that this word is only seen and heard on TV, and it is very far away from her.

Qin Ye didn't expect that one day, this word would be mentioned from the mouths around her.

Thinking of Jiang Yuexi who was coming back on Eleven, Qin Ye probably knew what she was doing when she came back.

Qin Ye nodded obediently, "Okay, I know, I'll be obedient!" ”

Seeing that Jun Moting had a smile on his face, Qin Ye bit his lip and asked in a low voice, "Jun Moting, what if...... I mean, if there was a day in the future, when the time was right, would you run? ”