What was written on the note made him feel startled and a little unbelievable.
How is that possible? It's not just a servant of Mu family, following a dog beside Xia qingkong.
How can a servant have the rank of captain?
I saw it on the head of the paper.
Lu man, with the rank of Colonel, is the deputy leader of the women's special police team of SH Armed Police Corps and the deputy leader of the Training Department of the armed police academy.
He was awarded first-class meritorious service once, second-class meritorious service once, and third-class meritorious service twice. During his service, he performed more than 13 major duties in SH city.
"How can it be, Grandpa? She's just a servant of the Mu family." Shen Rongjia still can't believe it.
"She's a servant of the Mu family. That's right. It's because Mu Ziming saved her life that year, and people are willing to stay in the Mu family as servants."
Mr. Shen snorted coldly.
Shen Rongjia slumped on the ground. This time, she really got into big trouble.
Fortunately, the old man came in time. If Shen Rongjia had hurt steamed bread just now, this matter could not be solved with an apology.
"Go to Mu's house with me tomorrow and apologize to Miss Lu. Now go home and you are not allowed to go anywhere. Look at you. You are the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau. Do you think it's appropriate to wear high heels and short skirts at work? Let you sit in this position is not to make you disgrace the Shen family. "
Mr. Shen glanced at her granddaughter's dress, but he was even more angry.
Shen Rongjia sobbed and began to cry. She had no image at all. Her makeup was spent and her powder was broken.
In her mind, her grandfather had never been so fierce.
Mr. Shen just said that when he was really short of breath. Usually he loves his little granddaughter very much. Now when he saw her crying so sad, he felt a little softhearted.
"Well, don't cry. Next time you must listen to your grandfather, you know? If you are the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, don't mix with other people's family affairs all the time. My grandfather knows that you have a good relationship with Qi Yan'er, but don't be taken as a gun. "
Shen Rongjia couldn't stop her tears, but she didn't forget to nod her head and promised, "I know, Grandpa."
Qi family has always wanted to get married with Shen family. How could Mr. Shen not know that? He knew that his precious granddaughter had nothing to do with the people of the Mu family, and there would be no dispute. The only possibility was that he was shot by Qi Yan'er.
Although the relationship between Qi Yan'er and Shen Rongjia has always been very good, both of them are good friends, but the old man's impression of Qi Yan'er from small to large is not very good. Qi Yan'er gives her the feeling that she is very smart and will never let herself suffer losses. He always thinks that she will bring her granddaughter bad.
However, the old man is an open-minded man. He has never interfered much in this. At most, they have gone too far and scolded him.
However, after today's incident, Mr. Shen's impression of Qi Yan'er is not good. He believes that his granddaughter has been shot by Qi Yan'er.
Why doesn't Qi Yan'er tie Lu man himself? But let your own baby granddaughter do it? Don't you want to get rid of the relationship?
Ah Zheng has been waiting at the door of the Public Security Bureau.
I watched with my own eyes that Mr. Shen rushed into the Public Security Bureau angrily. Then I saw steamed bread on the bus and was sent away politely by Mr. Shen.
Ah Zheng let down his heart, rolled up the window and drove home quickly to return the message.
Shen sent someone to take the steamed bread home. After the steamed bread came home, mu Chenhao and a Zheng were waiting for him in the living room.
Sunny sky is still a little worried. After all, Shen Rongjia cleaned up the steamed bread at that time. It's hard to ensure that Shen Rongjia won't jump over the wall and hurt the steamed bread.
So as soon as the steamed bread came back, the clear sky welcomed it, "how about steamed bread? Did Shen Rongjia do anything to you? "
Steamed bread with a smile shook his head, pretty face full of smile, "no, little grandma."
Clear sky's eyes are very sharp, carefully looked at some steamed bread, found that the left face of steamed bread is a little swollen, red.
"Steamed bread, did she hit you?" The expression on the clear sky face is more and more cold.
"No, young granny, you are so thoughtful." Steamed bread's eyes are a little dodgy. She didn't want to tell qingkong. She was slapped by Shen Rongjia. It's a small matter. The most important thing is not to let qingkong worry. "
Anyway, this time Shen Rongjia, even if he is immortal, will be skinned by master Shen. He doesn't dare to be arrogant any more.
I didn't ask any more. Qingkong looked at all these things and kept them in mind. Since Mantou didn't want to say it, it must be because she was afraid of her worry.
Qingkong handed all the bags on the table to Mantou. These are clothes for Mantou.
"This is the dress I bought for you when I went shopping today. Remember to wear it often in the future."
Steamed bread's eyes were shining. He happily took the bag and said with a smile, "well, thank you, little grandma."This day, passed quickly, unconsciously, the moon has climbed the horizon, dark.
Originally, after mu Chenhao's meeting this afternoon, he was going to talk with qingkong. Mu Ziming was going to Xia's house to talk about engagement. However, because of the delay of the farce, he had to go another day.
After dinner, qingkong took a hot bath, dressed in wet hair, ready to blow her hair, but felt a warm embrace behind her.
"My hair is wet, you open it for me." The clear sky didn't say well.
Mu Chenhao used his hands to hang a wisp of hair in the clear sky. His hands even harder imprisoned her. His mellow voice was intoxicated, "I'll help you blow."
"No, I'll do it myself."
Mu Chenhao turned the clear sky to her whole body, bowed his head and gave her a kiss on her lips, then asked again, "can I help you blow it?"
This guy eats his own tofu again, "no, you bastard..." Before he finished speaking, mu Chenhao's big hand had raised his head, his Petite chin and a deep kiss.
It's a feeling she can't breathe.
For a long time, mu Chenhao released her lips, then squatted down, picked her up and put her on the dressing table. He was so close to her that the distance between them was no more than 1cm.
"Will you help me blow it?"
Mu Chenhao is too overbearing. Qingkong compromises. Anyway, someone helps her blow her hair. It's nothing bad.
"Well, well, blow for you, blow for you!"