Mu Wenshu took the towel from the bathroom to the balcony to dry, and said pun, "it's better to get rid of the mildew."

Lu Qingli embraces his waist from behind and gently feels his slightly contoured abdominal muscles.

"Are you really going to marry me?"

"What nonsense." Mu Wen Shu held her hand tightly, as if she had been looking for a baby for a long time and finally returned to his hand, "you are my lucky star."

"Dad, Dad."

BOBO Now he seldom calls his mother. Only when he can't read the word "father" can he hear that he is calling his mother. Lu Qingli releases his arm holding Mu Wenshu and looks at Bobo, who is stuck in a walker by the door rail of the glass door, full of jealousy.

"I am so hard pregnant with you, gave birth to you, and brought you to such a fun place as Guangzhou. Do you only have dad now?"

BOBO I didn't feel aggrieved. Instead, I raised my small face and continued to shout "Dad, Dad."

"You smelly boy..."

Lu Qingli can't help but reach out and lift Bobo's ear tip. The little boy is rushing to pull Muwen tree with his hands.

"Are you a stepmother?" Mu Wen Shu grabbed Qingli's hand and slapped him twice. "How could he do this to my little prince?"

To say happiness, that's it.

Lu Qingli even saw the future on this day. In the next year, two years, five years, ten years, she will be surrounded by these two lively men.

If you have to experience the wind and rain to meet the rainbow, now it's time to get to the end.

Lu Qingli sits in the round bamboo chair on Xu's sun platform, quietly feeling the subtle enjoyment of sweat.

"I don't want to tan the bride." Mu Wen Shu took Lu Qingli's hand and said, "by the way, when will Yang Fan come?"

"Just these two days."

Lu Qingli finally raises her hand to block the sun. The summer breeze blows up her clothes, and the city begins to wake up before dawn. However, Lu Qingli only now feels that she has really left her dream.

Half worry, half joy, that is the most real life. It's so beautiful that people don't believe it and dare not devote themselves to it. Only by fighting and resisting strongly and cutting through the thorns all the way, can we be reborn in the tests again and again, and be qualified to lick our wounds and smile at the end.

When Lu Qing was distracted, Bobo was still hitting the door rail with the roller of the walker, and Muwen tree couldn't stop him. It was not until Lu Qingli suggested that they continue to visit Guangzhou today that Bobo showed his little white teeth with a smile. He was so angry that Mu Wenshu pretended to be a big bear to scare him.

"Bobo's water bottle, milk tablet, towel..."

Lu Qingli checks the materials in his backpack before going out. Mu Wenshu shakes his Bobo arm, and the small fist at the end of the arm points directly at Lu Qingli.

"Mom is so slow! Mom, hurry up

Mu Wenshu deliberately pretends to be a lovely voice to urge Lu Qingli. Lu Qingli doesn't stop reciting, but smiles and gives him a blank look.

Near the door, Lu Qingli's phone rang again.

Mu Wenshu has been waiting for her in the porch for a long time with Bobo in her arms. Now she has to answer the phone seriously. She just sits down on the sofa with her mouth bulging.

"Your mother is so busy!" Mu Wenshu's hands are crossed in front of his chest, and his face is discontented. Bobo also stares at Lu Qingli. These two people seem to be two brothers who are compassionate.

BOBO While patting the sofa cushion impatiently, Lu Qingli grabs Bobo's little meat fist while "Hello, Liu Ma Ya".

"Qingli, come back..." Liu Ma's voice was low, as if she was afraid of being heard.

Lu Qingli's hand holding the phone was tighter. "Liu Ma, what's the matter?"

"There is something wrong with the master's work..."

A bolt from the blue hit Lu Qing centrifugal, her face suddenly become embarrassed, Mu Wenshu no longer playful, fixed to look at her.

"Something serious?"

Lu Qingli's voice is far weaker than her own imagination. Over the years, Lu Jinghao has done too many things. His people have gone one after another. Every time, Lu Qingli worries about him. He worries that some people with bad intentions will take the opportunity to overthrow Lu Jinghao. But Lu Qingli's worry has not happened for so many years.

Now Lu Jinghao's political career is coming to an end, but his opponent is unprepared to kill him. Even Lu Qingli is flustered."I don't know... Miss, I don't understand either. You'd better come back. The master has no one to talk to..."

Liu Ma's words made Lu Qingli think of Lin Qiang, Lu Jinghao's bodyguard.

He is the bodyguard who has been with Lu Jinghao for the longest time and knows much more than anyone else. There are even many problems that Lu Qingli knows nothing about. Lin Qiang knows all about them.

After raising him for such a long time, it was an unfaithful dog.

Lu Qingli was so angry that he almost pinched his nails into the meat.

Mu Wenshu pinched her arm, "do you want to go back to Beijing? I'll go back with you. "

"No, you stay in Guangzhou. Now Beijing is not safe, and I can't take Bobo back."

Many speculations are flying in Lu Qingli's mind. She can imagine the attitude of the media and political circles. The only thing she is not sure is how much information Lin Qiang has sold Lu Jinghao.

"What's the matter?" Being said by Lu Qingli, Mu Wenshu is more frightened and looks like a torch, asking her the answer.

"Someone's going to frame my dad."

Lu Qing was so nervous that she kept all her thoughts in her stomach. She went back to her room so fast that she was blind that she almost didn't know what she was doing.

"Qingli, what can you do when you go back?"

Mu Wenshu didn't want to stop her. She just looked at her uneasiness and nervousness. It was hard to avoid that she was distressed.

"I don't know. Maybe I can get someone else to help me. Even if no one can help my dad, I will go back to accompany him at this time. "

"Then you call me more every day to let me know you're OK."

Mu Wenshu goes to Lu Qingli, hugs her shoulder and imprints the kiss on her forehead.

I dare not call it life without ups and downs. One play after another is staged, and no one cares whether these actors can bear it.

When Lu Qingli took the suitcase to "Le Zhou Fang" to find old lady Xu, the old lady immediately took off her reading glasses and walked out from behind the counter in anger.

"What's the matter? Where are you going? "

Lu Qingli didn't want the old lady to get sick again. He quickly explained, "my family is in trouble. I have to go back to Beijing to deal with it. Wen Shu will stay to take care of Bobo. I'll trouble you to watch more these days. He's a man... "

"I know! Pay attention to yourself! Call us about something, do you know? "

Lu Qingli nodded and refused to let them see him off. He went to the airport alone with his suitcase.

The streetscape of the city passed in a hurry, just like when she left Beijing. It's a pity that the state of mind at that time was completely different from that at present. At that time, I wanted to leave my troubles behind, but now I'm running to the center of the trouble.

While waiting for the plane, Lu Qingli calls Lu Qinghuan. Qinghuan hesitates first, and then can't help asking about the specific situation.

"I don't know the details. Qinghuan, go home, too."

"Elder sister..." Qinghuan wanted to say nothing.

"Qinghuan, dad needs us." With this sentence, Lu Qingli's back seemed to suffer a heavy blow, her chest roared, and what was coming out of her body was especially fierce.

"OK, Jianyang and I are going to book the air ticket."

After informing Qinghuan, Lu Qingli quickly called Yang Fan to let him know, but Yang Fan was not surprised, "I saw it in the news, and I guessed that you would come back."

"Yang Fan..."

Lu Qingli choked and couldn't speak. Fortunately, Yang Fan could understand her thousands of words.

"Don't worry, come back first."

Tears eventually fell from the corner of Lu Qingli's eyes, "I'm in the world, leaving only my father..."

Yang Fan knew that she was thinking of Fu Huiya, and quickly advised, "don't always think about the bad. When you come back, let's face it together, OK?"

The speechless and choking Lu Qingli nodded slightly at the end of the phone, letting her tears escape from her fingers. Her weak cry seemed so humble in the noise and roar of the airport.

Back in Beijing, that kind of unreal feeling hit Lu Qingli again. Nothing seems to have changed except the name of the airport.

Lu Qingli is awakened by Mandarin, which is well written all around. She has sorted out her mood and headed for Lu Jinghao's home.

I just thought it was different from what I imagined. There was no such thing as a reporter's siege. When Lu Qingli just got out of the taxi and took his luggage from the trunk, people came out from all directions, men and women of all kinds, all of them quickly approached Lu Qingli in the form of grabbing exclusive headlines.No matter how fast Lu Qingli was, he was stopped by a man before he opened the gate of the outer courtyard. "Miss Lu Qingli, what do you think of Lu Jinghao's killing his family?"

"Miss Lu Qingli, how much do you know about Mayor Lu's corruption?"

"Miss Lu Qingli..."

"Get out of the way." Lu Qingli only looks at the man blocking her way, and his tone is cold and heartless

"Miss Lu Qingli..."

"I told you to get out of the way!" Lu Qingli's teeth itch with hatred.

"Sure enough, like father, like daughter. You don't respect media workers at all."