What was written on the note made him feel shocked and a little unbelievable.
How can it be? That was not just a servant of the Mu family, just a dog following Xia Qingkong.
How could a servant have the rank of colonel
I saw it written clearly on the top of the paper.
Lu Man, with the rank of colonel, is the deputy captain of the Women's Special Police Team of the SH City Armed Police Corps and the deputy captain of the training department of the Armed Police Police Academy.
He was awarded first-class merit once, second-class merit once, and third-class merit twice. During his service, he performed more than 13 major services in SH City.
"How is that possible, grandpa? She is just a servant of the Mu family." Shen Rongjia still couldn't believe it.
"It's true that she is a servant of the Mu family. That's because Mu Ziming saved her life back then and she was willing to stay as a servant of the Mu family."
Mr. Shen said with a cold snort.
Shen Rongjia fell to the ground. She was really in big trouble this time.
Fortunately, the old man came in time. If Shen Rongjia had hurt the steamed buns just now, the 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 don't go anywhere. Look at you. You are the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau. You wear high heels and short skirts at work. Do you think it's appropriate?" You are not allowed to sit in this position to embarrass the Shen family."
Mr. Shen glanced at the clothes of his good granddaughter and became even more angry.
Shen Rongjia sobbed and started to cry loudly. She had no image left at all, her makeup and powder were all gone.
In her impression, her grandfather had never been so cruel.
Mr. Shen just said something like that because he was really angry. Normally, he loves his little granddaughter very much. But now when he saw his little granddaughter crying so sadly, he immediately softened his heart.
"Okay, okay, don't cry. You must listen to grandpa next time, you know? We won't mess with people we shouldn't mess with. As the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, don't meddle in other people's family affairs all day long. , Grandpa knows that you and Qi Yaner have a good relationship, but you must not be used as a weapon. "
Shen Rongjia couldn't stop crying at all, but she didn't forget to nod her head and promised, "I understand, grandpa."
The Qi family has always wanted to marry the Shen family. How could Mr. Shen not know this? He knew that his precious granddaughter had little contact with the Mu family, and there would definitely be no disputes. The only possibility was that Qi Yaner would use her as a weapon.
Although Qi Yan'er and Shen Rongjia have always had a very good relationship, and both of them are good best friends, the old man's impression of Qi Yan'er has not been very good since childhood. Qi Yan'er gave her the impression that she is very shrewd and will never let herself At a disadvantage, I always felt that she would lead her granddaughter into mischief.
However, the old man is an enlightened man and has never interfered in this matter. At most, he would reprimand the two of them if they went too far.
However, after today's incident, Mr. Shen's impression of Qi Yan'er became a little worse. He believed that his granddaughter was used as a weapon by Qi Yan'er.
Why didn't Qi Yaner tie up Lu Man herself? But let his precious granddaughter take action? Don’t you want to clear up the relationship
Ah Zheng has been waiting at the door of the Public Security Bureau.
I watched Mr. Shen rush into the public security bureau angrily, and then saw Mantou getting into the car and being politely sent away by Mr. Shen.
Ah Zheng felt relieved, rolled up the car window, and quickly drove home to report the message.
Mr. Shen sent someone to deliver the steamed buns to his home. After the steamed buns came home, Qingkong, Mu Chenhao and Azheng were already waiting for him in the living room.
Qingkong was still a little worried. After all, Mantou had severely punished Shen Rongjia, so there was no guarantee that Shen Rongjia would not jump over the wall and hurt Mantou.
So Qingkong greeted the steamed buns as soon as they came back, "How are the steamed buns? Has Shen Rongjia done anything to you?"
Steamed Bun smiled and shook his head, with a smile on his pretty face, "No, Young Mistress."
Qingkong had sharp eyes. He looked at the bun carefully and found that the left side of the bun's face was a little swollen and red.
"Steamed Bun, did she hit you?" The expression on Qingkong's face became increasingly cold.
"No, young lady, you are too worried." Steamed Bun's eyes were a little dodgeful. She didn't want to tell Qingkong that she was slapped by Shen Rongjia. It was a trivial matter. The most important thing was not to worry Qingkong. . "
Anyway, Shen Rongjia would have to be skinned by Mr. Shen this time even if she survived, so she didn't dare to be arrogant again.
Without asking any more questions, Qingkong took all this in his eyes and remembered it in his heart. Since Mantou didn't want to talk about it, it must be because he was afraid that she would worry.
Qingkong handed all the bags on the table to Mantou. These were all clothes bought for Mantou.
"These are the clothes I bought for you when I went shopping today. Remember to wear them often in the future."
Steamed Bun's eyes were shining, and he happily took the bag and said with a smile, "Well, thank you, young lady."
This day passed very quickly, and before I knew it, the moon had climbed up to the horizon and it was getting dark.
Originally this afternoon, after Mu Chenhao's meeting ended, he and Qingkong were going to Xia's house to discuss the engagement, but because of the farce, they had to go another day.
After Qingkong finished her dinner, she took a hot bath, put on her wet hair, and was about to blow dry her hair, when she felt a warm embrace behind her.
"My hair is wet, please open it for me." Qingkong said angrily.
Mu Chenhao tied a strand of Qing Kong's hair with his hands, and restrained her harder with his hands. He was intoxicated by the mellow voice, "I'll blow it for you."
"No, I'll do it myself."
Mu Chenhao turned Qingkong's whole body around, lowered his head and kissed her gently on the lips, and asked again, "I'll blow it for you, okay?"
This guy was eating his own tofu again, "No, you bastard..." Before he could finish his words, Mu Chenhao's big hand had already raised his head and petite chin, and kissed her deeply.
The feeling took her breath away.
After a long time, Mu Chenhao let go of her lips, then squatted down, picked her up and put her on the dressing table. He was so close to her, the distance between them was no more than 1 centimeter.
"You can blow it for me, okay?"
Mu Chenhao was too domineering, so Qingkong compromised. Anyway, there was nothing wrong with having someone to help her dry her hair.
"Okay, okay, I'll blow you, I'll blow you!"