When the old president saw him coming back so quickly, he raised his hand to Mu Yun: "You go out first, and I will have a few words with your brother."
Mu Yun was very surprised when she saw her elder brother's angry face, so she had to persuade him: "Brother, uncle just had an operation, don't make him angry."
Mu Weicheng had a frozen expression, still staring at the old president, waiting for his answer.
The old president wiped his mouth with a tissue, sat up on his own, and sighed: "Don't you see, I'm paving the way for you?"
Mu Weicheng's face was still ugly, and he said angrily: "Why are you doing this? I don't need you to pave the way for me."
"You are still young after all, and you speak so arrogantly." The old president sighed, but he was not angry at all. He just said calmly: "You are young now, and there are many paths to choose. But when you get older, you will find that no matter how good it is, Your position is also one of being subordinate to others, unless you can become a superior like Ling Mofeng."
Mu Weicheng's face was stiff and he remained silent.
"Standing at the top position, no one can look down on you. It feels really good, you know?" The old president laughed and closed his eyes, as if recalling the glorious moments in the past.
"If everyone wants to take advantage of others, wouldn't the world be in chaos? No matter where you are, you just need to do your job well. Life is in a hurry, and everything is utilitarian. In the end, just like you Is that so? Still defeated by fate." After Mu Weicheng was silent for a while, he mocked softly.
The old president opened his eyes instantly and glared at Mu Weicheng angrily: "Do you talk to your elders like this? Forget it, do you think Li Man is not good-looking enough? Do you want me to make arrangements for you again... "
"No, I will find a suitable person to get married myself, so you don't have to worry about me anymore. I heard that someone is suing you. You can lie here while you are sick, but once you recover, you will face a lot of things. You should be mentally prepared for the accusation of this crime." After Mu Weicheng finished speaking, he turned around and left.
The old president's face suddenly turned pale. It seemed that some people wanted him to close his eyes quickly.
"Ling Mofeng, is the knife you have sharpened for so many years sharp enough? You are finally going to take advantage of me. You are really becoming more and more like a leader." The old president sneered. In fact, he had expected it. There was such a day.
"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. This is the fate of the strong." The old president was still self-righteous at this moment.
In the early morning, it was windy and rainy last night, and it became cold in the morning. Lan Yanxi changed the thick quilt into a thin one. She felt cold now, and her petite body kept leaning towards the man, trying to get warmth from him. .
Ling Mofeng felt that she looked like a kitten and was clingy.
The long and soft hair was scattered around his arms, scratching a little itchy. Ling Mofeng's biological clock would wake up at six o'clock on time. In the past, he usually got up directly, but since there was a little woman sleeping next to him, he Suddenly I fell in love with the lazy bed.
He subconsciously held her closer to his arms, and Lan Yanxi leaned on a stove, sleeping more peacefully.
At about half past six, Ling Mofeng could only let her go gently. He had to get out of bed to prepare breakfast for her.
Now that his arms can move, he doesn't want to just eat bread with her every day. This woman's bread baking skills are getting better and better, but eating this every morning is not nutritious. It's not that he dislikes it, but he is just afraid that she will lose weight due to hunger.
A man stuffed one of her dolls into Lan Yanxi's arms. After Lan Yanxi hugged her tightly, she fell asleep again.
When she woke up, the sky outside the window was bright. She got up, stretched out, and saw the water droplets rolling down the glass window. Her mood improved throughout the day.
She quickly finished washing up, changed her clothes and went downstairs. She was startled when she heard the sound of oil sizzling from the kitchen.
I quickly walked to the kitchen and saw the man still wearing pajamas, making two bowls of noodles, with poached eggs fried in the pot, and the aroma filled the room.
Lan Yanxi scolded him softly: "The doctor told you not to move around, you are really disobedient."
Ling Mofeng moved his arms deliberately: "It's okay, don't worry."
"Can I not worry?" Lan Yanxi pouted.
Ling Mofeng pointed to the beef noodles he had made: "Take it out to eat."
Lan Yanxi looked at the cabbage and beef in the tempting soup, and couldn't help but swallow her saliva. She must be addicted to the food cooked by Ling Mofeng.
Ling Mofeng put the fried eggs in front of her, rubbed her long hair, and then turned and went upstairs.
Lan Yanxi's mood was so good that she couldn't help but eat it with chopsticks. The taste was very familiar. The soup prepared by Ling Mo Feng was delicious. She didn't know what ingredients he put in it.
When Ling Mofeng went downstairs again, he was already in a suit and leather shoes, and his temperament instantly became noble.
Lan Yanxi had already eaten more than half of it. When she looked up and saw him looking so dignified, it was hard to imagine that he was busy in the kitchen in his pajamas just now.
Seeing her in a daze, Ling Mofeng couldn't help but smile: "Has my soul been taken away by me?"
Only then did Lan Yanxi realize that he was a little embarrassed, and he quickly buried his head in eating noodles: "There will be an election in ten days, and now everyone thinks it's you, how do you feel about it?"
"If it weren't for me, would you be disappointed?" Ling Mofeng's face became serious.
Lan Yanxi blinked: "I don't know."
"In order not to disappoint you, it must be me." Ling Mofeng suddenly laughed.
Lan Yanxi also laughed: "If you become Mr. President, you will definitely be busier in the future. By then, will I still be able to eat the food you cook?"
"Yes, I will do it for you when I have time." Ling Mofeng comforted her.
Lan Yanxi felt relieved.
Lan Xianxian stayed in the hotel for several days, and finally decided to go back to Lan's house.
Lan Lin agreed to help her investigate the courier video, but she was proactive. She spent money and finally found some clues.
However, when she wanted to continue investigating, she found that the clues were broken.
The man she was looking for was arrested and imprisoned some time ago.
Lan Lin was a little annoyed, but she went to investigate elsewhere. She heard an unexpected name, Sister Mei.
"Zhang Sanmei? Is that the crazy female politician? Wasn't she shot dead directly?" Lan Lin kept thinking about this matter while driving home.
She felt that she must have made a mistake in her investigation. What does this have to do with the dead woman? Shouldn't this be linked to Lan Yanxi
The more Lan Lin saw it, the more she realized that her investigation was wrong, but all the evidence was well-founded.
Lan Lin decided to hide the matter first. If the person who framed Lan Xianxian was Zhang Sanmei, it would be no fun. Zhang Sanmei is dead, all her accomplices are in jail, and the crime has been punished. Even if Lan Xianxian wants revenge, I'm afraid I can't really go to prison and kill people.
Therefore, Lan Lin's lips curved into a wicked smile.
What she wants is the fight between Lan Xianxian and Lan Yanxi, and Lan Yanxi must take the blame.
Only in this way can Lan Xianxian hate Lan Yanxi for fighting her to the death.
When Lan Lin returned to Lan's house, she immediately went to find Lan Xianxian.
Lan Xianxian's demeanor is decadent, and she is no longer as energetic as before. Now she doesn't even put on makeup. She keeps her face bare and her hair disheveled every day, which makes her parents very worried.
"Sister, I found it." Lan Lin said this as her first sentence as she pushed away her room.
"What did you find? Tell me quickly." Lan Xianxian rushed over from the sofa and grabbed her arm: "Is it that bitch Lan Yanxi? Did she do it? She hurt me."
"Sister, it's her, it's her. Although I don't have enough evidence in my hand, I found out that the person who sent you the video is someone from the office." Lan Lin said with great certainty, with a malicious look in her eyes. .
"I knew it was her. Who else could it be besides her? When we went to provide disaster relief, she dared to lock me in the trunk. Oh, that was so vicious. I won't let her go." Lan Xianxian was at this moment She was so angry that she lost her mind, and her eyes were filled with resentment. She clenched her fists tightly, wishing she could tear Lan Yanxi to pieces now.
"Sister, don't be impulsive. Now Lan Yanxi is different from the past. Ling Mofeng is about to be elected president. You can't do anything to her." Lan Lin quickly persuaded her with good intentions.