Jun Mohan knew that his little wife would be waiting for him to have dinner at home every night, so he would come back as soon as he got off work.
Even if there was an important meeting, he would try to finish it as early as possible, simply because he had a little wife at home who needed him and was waiting for him.
And he also enjoyed this feeling of being needed and cared for.
Feng Sujin shook her head, "No, I'm just worried about you. Have you ever been embarrassed by them?"
Jun Mohan knew that Feng Sujin was talking about the special team from the imperial capital. He touched Feng Sujin's head and said, "Don't worry, they don't have the ability yet."
"Then they haven't left yet?"
Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin's dissatisfied expression, smiled and pinched her cheek, "They won't leave in a short time."
"Why are you still stuck in our Beiquan City?"
Jun Mohan laughed and shook his head, "They were invited by the top person to investigate. It doesn't make sense to go back after one day."
Feng Sujin seemed to have thought of something, and her expression condensed, "That person at the top? It turns out that the highest position in the empire does not belong to him. I heard that there was a coup more than 20 years ago, and he only took that position. But these are all It’s just hearsay, but privately, ordinary people miss the monarch who lived more than 20 years ago.”
When Jun Mohan heard Feng Sujin talking about this, the smile on his face faded, and a cold light flashed in his beautiful eyes.
Feeling the change in Jun Mohan's aura, Feng Sujin asked doubtfully: "What's wrong with you?"
Jun Mohan came back to his senses and said, "It's okay. You weren't even born when the coup happened more than 20 years ago! You know all this and you still miss it?"
"My parents' generation all admired and loved him. I've heard a lot about him since I was a child, so naturally I know a lot about him."
After a pause, a light flashed in Feng Sujin's mind, "It's better to let the special team leave early. It will delay your return home for dinner. As long as their team leader decides to leave early, it will be easier."
Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin with a half-smile, his eyes filled with meaning.
Feng Sujin felt a little guilty at being looked at like this, and explained: "When I was in college, when I was studying design, he was my senior brother. He was the favorite student of our old professor. He was a rare person in the design academy for decades. The genius I met, the old professor was sick, and he was invited to take us with him every weekend, so I also have some understanding of him. He would not bother with such an investigation, so as long as he said to leave, the special team would Will leave soon."
Jun Mohan smoothed Feng Sujin's hair, "You know, Nalan Yunqing's coming to Beiquan City is just a formality. If it weren't for his aunt, even that person wouldn't be able to invite him. With the capabilities of the Nalan family, , there is no need for him to do such a thing!"
"Is the Nalan family really powerful?"
Jun Mohan looked gloomy, "In the eyes of the people of the empire, maybe it is like this."
Feng Sujin could hear something and her eyes lit up, "What about your eyes?"
Jun Mohan pondered for a moment and didn't know how to explain this to Feng Sujin. The situation in the imperial capital was very complicated.
Feng Sujin looked at Jun Mo Han's complicated eyes and changed the subject: "Eat quickly, I'm already hungry. I thought you must be tired today. You have to deal with those people. My heart is tired, so I will I cooked some more dishes and made soup..."
Feng Sujin said and went to the kitchen to serve the dishes. She put them in the thermos and they were still hot.
Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin's busy figure with soft and warm eyebrows, "His little wife!" He was so considerate and sensible, occupying his whole heart.
He thought about twenty years ago, and his eyes instantly burned with thick flames.