Chapter 610

Well, I can't leave if I want to.

Mo yanjue felt that he had pulled Mu Qiqi to an inconspicuous position to welcome the president with you.

The low-key car stopped at the red carpet, and soon the door was opened. A little fat middle-aged man came out immediately, with a round face, big ears, curved eyes, giving a very kind and good feeling of close relatives.

I don't know why Muqiqi feels like this. Maybe it's because the president is a common parent, so he gives her such a feeling, right?

Seeing a lot of people shaking hands with the president to greet her, she was like a fool in the same place. This was the first time she had seen such a big living person. It was inevitable that she was a little excited and more at a loss.

"Hello, Mr. President."

Soon, the president walked up to them in the crowd, and Mo yanjue reached out to show his friendship.

He and the president have met many times. They are not acquaintances, at least.

Mohist has made a great contribution to the economic development of the whole country Z, so he has also become the guest of honor of the president. Today, I met him here, and he was quite surprised, "President Mohist, how can you be here?"

"Shame on Mr. President. My cousin is here."

Mr. President clearly nodded his head. "Knowing what's wrong can change nothing."

"Well, you're right."

The two men released their grip and prepared to walk to the compound of the drug rehabilitation center.

Just about to step forward, Mr. President inadvertently swept to the man standing behind Mr. Mo yanjue, with a surprised expression on his kind-hearted face.

He stared at Mu Qiqi and looked at her again, as if he had caught someone's shadow from her face.

His eyes grew deeper and deeper, and he felt a little inconceivable.

"This is?" He wants to find out who the girl is.

Mo yanjue pulls Mu Qiqi to his side and says, "my friend."

He knows that Muqiqi is not willing to disclose her identity to the public, and there are probably a lot of paparazzi here. If they take a picture of her, it will hurt qicrouch.

He didn't want her to be disturbed, so it's good to be safe now.

"Hello, Mr. President." Muqiqi was greeted with embarrassment and discomfort by the president's strange eyes.

"I don't know your name. How are your parents?"

When asked, not only did Muqiqi feel puzzled, but even the president himself felt a bit abrupt.

Embarrassment comes back to embarrassment. Since Mr. President asked, Mu Qiqi must answer truthfully. Maybe Mr. President also cares for the people.

"Back to Mr. President, my name is Muqiqi, three o'clock water Muqi, capital number seven, my family... My mother died when I was eleven years old, my father formed a new family, and I didn't live with him."

After listening to her words, the expression on the president's face is more complicated. Naturally, the hands falling on both sides of his body are slightly shaking. Of course, Muqiqi didn't notice this. What has such observation power is the silent moyanjue.

"A poor boy, too." With a sigh and a last look at her, Mr. President strode into the compound of the drug treatment center.

Today, he is here to inspect. Du, which endangers people's health, is increasingly rampant. As a leader of a country, he has the responsibility and obligation to protect their lives. So in addition to increasing the intensity of attack, he is most concerned about the people who are accidentally infected with these vices, so he will choose to come here today.

What he didn't expect was an unexpected harvest.

That girl looks so much like his wife, Downing