C1052

"President, can it be the second childe?"

Ding Mo thought about it and whispered back.

Lu Yiyao pulls the curtain open completely. The golden glow came through the glass window. His sharp, sharp face was mottled with shadows.

"It should not be."

He lifted his thin lips and said in a cold voice.

"After the young master Zhaowu returned to the imperial capital, he was taken to the Fenglin Pavilion by the second young master..."

Ding Mo's conjecture is reasonable.

Junmoshang is the only person Jiang Zhaowu had contact with except junlinchuan and churan. Jun Linchuan didn't do it, did he?

"Jun Mo Shang this time to Zhao five small hands, he is ready to kill the net?"

Lu Yi's deep eyes came back and looked downstairs.

Green landscape trees, has been some years. The branches are well trimmed. Two as like as two peas. Here, everything is in order.

"But I can't think of anyone else but him?"

Ding Mo frowned and doubted.

"Don't worry about it."

Lu Yi Yao stands on his side, his face half bright and half dark.

"President, this letter..."

"Burned."

Lu Yi pressed two words from his throat.

"Yes."

Ding Mo answered and immediately executed.

In the bathroom, he took a windproof lighter and burned it with the envelope. The ashes rushed into the toilet.

Lu Yiyao returns to his room and finds Lin Yanyan still asleep. Looking at the time, it's already late.

"Yan Yan..."

He called softly.

"Daddy..."

Lin Yanyan responded to him in a lazy whisper.

"Yan Yan, get up."

Lu Yi Yao's eyes are covered with soft light. The sound line is cold and a little spoiled.

"Oh..."

Lin Yanyan felt that he should have a voice, tooted his small mouth, and slowly got up.

Meat small hands rubbing eyes, a micro volume of hair more fluffy. The small face carved with powder and jade makes people want to take a bite.

"Go wash."

Lu Yi Yao turned his head and took him out of bed.

"Oh..."

Wearing slippers, Lin Yanyan walked into the washroom.

Lu Yi Yao changed his clothes and called Lin an Ge.

I haven't seen it for a day. I miss you so much.

Two people chatted for a few words, reluctantly hung up the phone.

A new day, a new busy.

Lu Yiyao's side, after breakfast in the lounge, the party went downstairs.

After a while, Ding Mo's mobile phone shook. After he had seen it, he went to Lu Yiyao's side and whispered.

"President, master Zhaowu was in a coma."

"Well?"

Lu Yi Yao's heart sank and her heart contracted for a while. The rest of the light from the corner of his eyes could not help but glance at the Jun Mo Shang not far away.

He is the one who "delivers" Jiang Zhaowu's message to him again and again?

Why did he do it?

Even if he knew the current situation of Jiang Zhaowu, what could he do?

This is Liuyun Pavilion, which is the territory of your family.

Over the past 100 years, although the "Lu family" and "Jun family" complement each other, the "Lu family" has always been attached to the "Jun family", and has never been more than half a point.

"Don't pay attention to this in advance, Timothy."

"Yes."

Dang

A quarrel calmed everyone in the hall.

Junlinchuan's succession ceremony officially began.

The ceremony is complicated and complicated.

The whole process, everyone's expression is very serious.

Lu Yiyao led Lin Yanyan to the top of the second echelon. In front of him stood Bo Yuheng.

He looked at his back, and his anger curled under his heart.

The chill in the eyes, a little deeper.

……

Yunjing.

Villa by the lake.

Lin ange wakes up and habitually leans his head toward the far side of the land wing. Cheek, touch is cold air.

She came to her senses.

Last night, she was the only one.

Just about to get up, Lu Yiyao called.

Endless missing.

Wash, go downstairs.

Gu Mengmeng has got up and is wearing a sportswear. See her, smile way.

"Greg, do you want to go for a walk by the lake?"

"Good."

Lin ange wants to exercise a little bit, which is good for her baby.

They went out from the side door of the villa and walked slowly along the footpath by the lake.

Yesterday, a day of light rain, now the rain stopped, the air is particularly fresh. The faint fragrance of flowers brushed their noses from time to time."Did you sleep well last night, Greg?"

Gu Mengmeng breaks a weeping willow and shakes as she walks.

"Not bad, and you?"

Lin an Ge pulled up the corner of his mouth and laughed.

"Not bad."

Gu Mengmeng frowned and said with a smile.

A touch of light blue at the bottom of her eyes fell into the clear eyes of Lin'an song. Lin'an Ge understood that she certainly did not have a good rest last night.

"Meng Meng, what did you feel about the investment promotion meeting yesterday?"

"The first feeling is that director Fang is really a good man."

Finally, Gu Mengmeng added another sentence.

"A very powerful woman."

"Is it?"

Lin'an's smile is deeper.

"Ge Ge, it's true..."

Gu Mengmeng affirms.

"I thought she was good before, but I didn't expect her to be so powerful. After three or two sentences, a project has been negotiated, and the conditions are most favorable to the group. "

Gu Mengmeng's eyes brightened a lot. Judging from her expression, Fang Qingchuan is regarded as her "Idol".

"I know she's good."

Lin ange was very proud that Fang Qingchuan could be affirmed by so many people.

"Ge Ge, she is so capable. Why has she always been in the position of" manager "

Gu Mengmeng doubts.

"He who can bend and stretch is the most powerful man."

Lin'an's eyes are tight and her voice is not high or low.

"It makes sense."

Gu Mengmeng echoed.

They continued to walk forward.

A few butterflies are frolicking in the flowers.

"Greg, sometimes women are too good, but also some bad?"

"Why?"

Lin ange looks at Gu Mengmeng with a puzzled look on her face.

"Women are so powerful that men will be deterred. Unless the man chasing her is stronger than her, just like you and Mr. Lu... "

Gu Mengmeng laughed happily.

"What did you say about me?"

Lin ange glared at her.

"Isn't that a metaphor?"

"You."

Lin ange shook his head angrily.

"Ge Ge, you see, director Fang is so powerful that no man dares to chase her?"

Gu Mengmeng takes Lin ange's arm and shakes the willow branches in her hand rhythmically.

"Who said not."

Lin an Ge interface way.

"Is she being pursued? Who is it

Gu Mengmeng's eight trigrams were ignited in an instant and stood still. His face was full of curiosity.

"I just say it casually..."

Lin ange pursed her lips and blinked her long, tightly combed eyelashes, explaining.

"No, you must know something?"

Gu Mengmeng cocked her mouth and doubted.

"I really don't know..."

The tone of Lin'an song is a little helpless.

She knows about Fang Qingchuan and he Lanxi, but she won't tell anyone.

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