no one is perfect.
As a legendary figure on the espionage front, Second Sister Chen in life is far less smart and capable than she is at work. She has a severe obsessive-compulsive disorder about neatness, but at the same time she is often forgetful of small details in life. Li Muye was very sure that if she retired completely, she would not be assigned a life secretary at this level, and she would be tortured by her amnesia living alone.
After leaving the square, Brother Xiaoye moved with Sister Chen to her temporary home.
In three days, Li Muye discovered many problems.
Second Sister Chen, who has left the working circle in Beijing, seems to be at a loss most of the time when she is not at work. She is constantly sorting out the housework. She has just sorted out many places and will do it again unconsciously. Brother Ono sadly discovered that his mother, who had lost her job, had become a middle-aged and elderly woman who needed care. She often forgets something when she goes out, whether it's her keys, her wallet or her cell phone, and so on.
In the past, the life secretary helped worry about these things. She only needed to think about the big things that were related to life and death and could not make any mistakes. But now that she was suddenly free, no one was thinking about these unimportant things for her anymore.
Second Sister Chen is a proud and strong person. Although she has a bad fate, she does not need the words pity and sympathy in her life dictionary. She is still fighting for her lifelong career. She does not want to retire, nor does she intend to let go of Li Zhonghua and the South China Sea, which she has experienced for half her life.
Li Muye knew that his extremely smart mother had some psychological problems, and many details confirmed this. In addition to being forgetful, she would often stay in a daze for long periods of time, seemingly doing nothing. She seems to have lost her ability to live a normal life. In this three-bedroom house, the curtains in the room are always in working condition, the anti-listening equipment is always on, and she has a small pistol at hand at all times. Any slight disturbance will cause her anxiety and worry.
Brother Xiaoye hopes that she can watch more TV or go out for more walks, of course, provided that she is not working. But it didn't work at all. She doesn't like watching TV series, especially those about family life. I don’t even like to go out and chat with people. She could chat with Zeng Baofeng all day long, but only if she had a work purpose. Otherwise, Li Muye was very sure that if his mother were in the same living situation, she would have taken out a pistol and shot that vulgar woman with a big mouth to death in less than ten minutes.
She still looks so young, but her heart has long been broken, and the concept of family has been too far away for too long. She has long devoted her entire life to work and revenge.
That night, Li Muye just had a phone call with Lao Ye and confirmed the news from Wu Yinglong.
News was playing on the TV, and my mother only watched programs on Channel 4 and the News Channel. She was sitting on the sofa, seemingly focused on the TV show, but actually a little absent-minded. Li Muye knew that she was trying to eavesdrop on his work phone. This was an instinct she had gained from years of training as an agent.
"You don't want to make breakfast tomorrow morning." Second Sister Chen said this out of the blue.
Li Muye was puzzled and asked, "Why?"
Chen Miao said: "Your cooking is so delicious. People in my profession should not be too picky about food. I have never been picky about food. I am afraid that you will spoil my taste."
Li Muye said: "In the worst case, I will stay by your side and prepare it for you."
Chen Miao sneered: "You are just trying to coax a child. Don't talk about things you can't do. Don't you need to work? Besides, can't you see that I am a person who is used to being alone?"
Li Muye suddenly felt a little distressed. Looking at the woman in front of him who was strong, elegant, fragile and lonely, who gave birth to and brought him into the world, eight words suddenly came to his mind: One hundred years of solitude, peerless elegance. As a child, I always hope that my mother will never grow old, but she will inevitably be slowly passed away by time.
It would be nice if it could be slower. Brother Ono said to himself in his heart.
The TV was broadcasting news about neighboring countries in the South China Sea building islands and reefs in my country's territorial waters. Li Muye did not respond for a long time, and Chen Miao's attention was drawn to the news content. Her brows gradually furrowed, her eyes flashed with anger, and she was very dissatisfied: "What do people from the Foreign Affairs Bureau do for food? How can such news be broadcast here?"
Li Muye added: "Perhaps it's because of work requirements?" Then he added: "After you leave your post, maybe the new person who takes over will have his own way."
Chen Miao's face was expressionless, and she was watching the TV intently. Her eyes shone with the shrewdness and strength in her working state.
A long while.
"I haven't completely retired yet!" She scolded coldly: "This Chen Binghui is nothing compared to you."
The water being boiled in the kitchen is boiling.
Li Muye brought the boiled foot-washing water in front of her, pretending to grab her mother's feet.
Chen Miao refused forcefully: "Go away, you are going too far."
Li Muye didn't say anything, and grabbed his mother's little foot in a more forceful way. It still looked white on the surface, but the touch was not soft, and even a little stiff. It's completely different from the soft touch that exuded youthfulness like that of the assistant back then.
Chen Miao struggled a few times to no avail. Her face turned red and she seemed a little angry. She raised her hand and slapped Brother Xiaoye hard. Li Muye didn't react at all, and still insisted on washing her feet.
"Little bastard, why are you so shameless!" Chen Miao didn't want to bring the topic to the difference between men and women, because that would be too embarrassing.
Li Muye didn't feel embarrassed at all. He raised his head and looked at her sincerely, saying, "Mom, you can spank her if you want. Just let me wash your feet."
Their eyes met, Li Muye's eyes were clear, and his motives were clear. Chen Miao realized that she had misunderstood. She has always been conceited and good at observing people's hearts, and she has always believed in her judgment of Li Zhonghua, the bad guy's son. But at this moment, she was a little shaken. Perhaps, this child really just wanted to make up for the lack of maternal love in his childhood by approaching him
Li Muye carefully massaged the acupoints on his mother's feet, and with his sense of cultivation, he easily found the most comfortable method for her.
Chen Miao sighed softly, finally slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.
In the early morning, she sat up from her bed. First, she habitually glanced at the time. It was five o'clock, which was in line with the biological clock time that she had insisted on all her life. This shows that the good sleep last night was not the result of the drug. Then she suddenly realized that she had fallen asleep on the sofa last night, and now she was having sex. The clothes on his body were changed into pajamas, and he knew who put them on without asking. Thinking of those sincere eyes, I felt no discomfort or panic at all. However, I still paid attention to my situation out of female instinct: my close-fitting shirt and pants were untouched, and the little brat still knew how to behave.
The pistol was placed under the pillow. Chen Miao took it out as a habit, checked it and put it back, then went to the bathroom to wash up and prepare to start a new day.
A boring TV series was playing on the TV in the living room, and the aroma of food filled the room. All the food is made by the powerful new director of the Special Operations Office, a powerful man who appears to be a pauper but secretly has tens of billions of resources at his disposal.
She looked at him and suddenly thought, if her child had not died that year, would he have been as outstanding as him? So sweet and considerate
probably not!
If his son was still alive, he would definitely not let him suffer so much. All the brilliance in the young man in front of him was honed in the darkness that opposed it. Although she knew that no one could succeed easily, she really couldn't accept that her son had gone through so many hardships. Not even just imagining it.
She also thought that if her son was still alive, he would have started a family by now, and maybe he would already have a cute child. She has never been very fond of the family atmosphere in TV dramas where children and grandchildren surround each other and enjoy family life. But what if it was her own grandson or granddaughter? Her thoughts were racing, and she suddenly remembered the way the old squad leader, who was domineering and ambitious when he was young and did not care about the love of his children, talked about Baitian's grandson at the last reunion of her old classmates.
That guy is considered the most promising one in his class. Although he is nearly sixty years old, he is still considered a very young cadre in his position. When the vast majority of people in the system reach that level, they are already close to the age of Gu Laixi. A successful young man in the officialdom seems to be less proud than a grandson.
When the food was brought to her, Li Muye put a fried egg on her plate.
"I'm not old enough yet to need someone to take care of me." Chen Miao puffed out her chest, raised her neck, and said arrogantly.
She does seem to have a face and figure that are inconsistent with her actual age. But what Li Muye saw was the stubbornness and loneliness in her heart. That is the injury of time, old and profound, and even time cannot heal it.
"Let you get in touch with the fat girl from the Zeng family. You have been circling around me these days, saying that you lack maternal love. I have not given you a good look these days." Chen Miao adjusted herself to work status. , I suddenly felt much more comfortable speaking.
Li Muye smiled and said: "You tell people that I am your stupid son. Since my brain is a bit funny, it is appropriate to be stupid and slow."
Chen Miao looked at Brother Xiaoye's nose and ears, and suddenly remembered what Zeng Baofeng said that day. Not to mention, if you take a closer look, you’ll see that it’s actually somewhat connected to me. Then he realized that he was influenced by this kid, or was moved by his filial behavior in the past few days, so he had this ridiculous idea. Quickly put this idea aside in my mind. If you want to use this kind of sugar-coated bomb to soften my mother, there is no way.
"You have to hurry up on this matter." Chen Miao thought about the date he had set for his official reinstatement before starting this plan, and urged a little anxiously: "Even a woman like Bai Wuxia dares to seduce someone who is his wife at home. Is it so difficult to deal with the fat girl from the Zeng family?"
"Are you really brave enough to push your son into the fire pit?" Li Muye looked at Sister Chen with a sultry expression and said aggrievedly.
Chen Miao glanced away, and then realized that doing this seemed to give this boy too much face. He was not his biological son, so why would he be reluctant to part with him? Avoiding his gaze made me feel guilty. So he turned back, looked at Li Muye's pitiful eyes, and hardened his heart: "This is a need for work. You were not in this industry before. When you cooperate with us, you can bargain and be picky, but now, you are already part of the system." If you are a person inside, you have to obey any needs of the work.”
Li Muye said: "In your current position, do you think it is appropriate to talk to me about work?"
Chen Miao was startled, and then realized that he no longer had this power. She didn't like the feeling of no longer having power in her hands and feeling empty. When she thought that the boy in front of her was so obedient not because of the power in her hands, but because of some reason that she couldn't determine, she couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Okay, okay, don't be upset, I will just obey your command." Li Muye really couldn't bear to let his mother be unhappy, and looked like he would risk everything: "Just tell me, what will happen to this fat girl from the Zeng family?" How fat are you?" (End of Chapter)