Warm marriage and personal pet, please let go of the president's uncle

188: I may be fit to become a monk! "Yange, what do you want to ask?"

Under the illumination of the floor lamp, Zhuo Cuilan's gentle eyes looked at Yange with soft light.

In the quiet and quiet night, Yange stared at Zhuo Cuilan with starry eyes, "Excuse me, do you know Su Hui?"

"Su Hui?" Zhuo Cuilan was obviously taken aback, chewing on the name, but finally shook her head in disappointment: "I don't know you. What's wrong?"

"Nothing, what about your family?"

Yange asked subconsciously, Zhuo Cuilan looked suspicious, "Brother Fu, they are all my family."

Aware of her urgency, Yan Ge blinked, and stood in front of Zhuo Cuilan, "I mean, where is your natal family?"

"Oh, this...they're all dead."

Yange watched Zhuo Cuilan's every look intently.

When she talked about her family, she seemed to hesitate for a moment.

Her heartbeat stalled, and the rising expectations shattered a little like bubbles.

"Are you a local?"

With that said, Zhuo Cuilan had already pulled Yange to sit on the railing outside the long pavilion, "No."

"That……"

"Yange, why do I feel that you seem to be very curious about my affairs? Did we... know each other before?"

Zhuo Cuilan changed the topic, Yange suffocated.

"No, I'm just curious!"

Not knowing what else to ask, Yange vaguely felt that Zhuo Cuilan didn't remember her, nor knew her.

But with the affirmation of my uncle, knowing that the woman in front of me is probably her mother, Yange is inevitably disappointed.

She didn't speak anymore, instead she raised her eyes to look at the mountain villa shrouded in night, her eyes glistening with water were like a clear spring.

She was looking at the sky, while Zhuo Cuilan was looking at her. .

"Yange, can Aunt Zhuo ask you something?"

"Please speak!"

The polite and almost alienated attitude made Yange's heart sink more and more.

Apart from this, she really didn't know how to face Zhuo Cuilan.

"For Tingting's matter, can you please intercede with Mr. Lu? They really didn't mean it. We have no problem with Mr. Lu asking for compensation, but the value of that car is too high, so..."

At the end, Zhuo Cuilan also had a look of embarrassment.

Although her Bai Xi's cheeks are over fifty, they are well maintained and the charm is still there.

Compared with the vicissitudes of the face covered with tears all day long in memory, Yange couldn't take his eyes off.

I can't wait, and immediately threw myself into her arms.

However, Yange still held back, she lowered her head, her drooping eyelids covered her bitterness, "Okay, I will try!"

For the first time, she chose to intercede with her uncle for someone else.

Just because it's her!

……

Returning to Cuilan Fang from the promenade outside the villa, when they opened the door and entered, everyone's eyes were fixed on the two of them.

Yange sat down next to his uncle, looked into his worried eyes, smiled lightly and shook his head.

Knowing that he was worried, Yange's heart was filled with warmth.

"Tonight, thanks to Director Fu for your hospitality, we want to say goodbye!"

The uncle got up, folded his suit jacket, his eyes were serious.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Lu went back to rest earlier, then... about the lawyer's letter..."

Fu Ju stood up with a smile on his face, and asked tentatively with his lips bent.

"I will consider!"

The uncle gave the final answer, gave Yange a look, and the two left Cuilanfang one after the other.

The moment the door was closed, Yange's shoulders instantly collapsed.

She walked beside her uncle weakly, until she stepped out of the gate of Muya Villa, she said: "Uncle, she is really

my mother? "

"pretty close!"

She opened her mouth, her small face was full of disappointment, "But she doesn't remember me."

"Get in the car first."

Walking on the steps of Muya Villa, Lu Lingye naturally took her hand.

After getting in the car, the uncle took out a report from the hand box.

"have a look."

Yange raised his eyebrows, twitched the corners of his mouth, and took over the report page by page.

As she saw more and more content, Yange's palm tightened uncontrollably.

After reading the last page, a layer of water vapor had accumulated in her eye sockets, "That is to say, she is really Su Hui?"

"Well, eight years ago, after she jumped off the bridge, she was accidentally sent to Fu Chunhui's hospital. When she woke up, according to the investigation, she didn't remember anything."

"But why is she now Fu Chunlin's wife again? Besides, Fu Chunlin has been in power for more than three years, and I have never seen the wife of the municipal party committee. If I had seen it earlier..."

The uncle sighed, his black eyes were slightly cold, and he spoke clearly, "Because he protected Zhuo Cuilan very well, and he never showed his face in the media for so many years."

"What about the real Zhuo Cuilan? The wedding photo above is not my mother at all. It is obvious that the photo in the back was taken later. Where did Fu Chunlin's original partner go eight years ago?"

Lu Lingye smiled ironically with thin lips, "Dead!"

"This……"

Yange was puzzled, and scratched the hair on his cheeks irritably.

Lu Lingye leaned on the back of the chair, looked at Yange's bewildered look, couldn't bear it, took the document away from her hand, and said: "I didn't want to tell you so early, but if I don't take advantage of this time, I will arrange it later. It will be difficult for you to meet again."

Yange was startled, looked sideways at him, twitched her face, and fell directly into his arms, "Uncle, do you think I committed a crime, or else why are there so many things?"

"With me, you have accumulated virtue!"

Unexpectedly, my uncle popped out such a sentence.

Yange suddenly raised his eyes dumbfounded, "I'm sad, is it appropriate for you to tell a bad joke?"

"How appropriate?"

Lu Lingye's eyes narrowed dangerously, fixed on her sweet and full mouth.

Seeing her expression like this, Yan Ge immediately nestled into his shoulder again, counting with his fingers, "Do the math, since we are together, my good days are all over. Uncle, you say we two Is it mutual generation and mutual restraint?"

"Bullshit!"

Boss Lu's complexion gradually became gloomy, his brows raised in a sharp arc, and he asked a question unhurriedly, with inexplicable emotions.

Yange glanced at him, "I may be suitable for becoming a monk!"

"Then I will build a monk temple next to the nunnery!"

Lu Lingye clasped Yange's small waist instantly, and pressed her tightly in his arms, with a vicious tone, Yange burst out laughing.

She sighed, "Uncle, you are so kind. You have contributed a lot to finding my mother this time! Actually, I thought I might not be able to bear seeing her again, but after the first two contacts, this time I Instead, calm down!"

"Aren't you uncomfortable?"

Yan Ge looked into Lu Lingye's deep pupils at a glance, and shook his head, "It's uncomfortable, but it's different from before. When you told me that she is my mother, I was very happy. Because she is still alive. People, as long as they live There is everything. Although I watched her call others 'daughter', I can really feel the happiness overflowing from her body. It was in front of my dad, never before. Oh yes, my dad is here today Well. It’s interesting to ask me to borrow money again. My daughter is just a cash machine in his eyes.”

Yange chattered non-stop in Lu Lingye's arms, and gradually calmed down in the end.

Lu Lingye hugged her motionlessly, feeling her twitching shoulders suppressed.

The little girl couldn't help but cry!

He didn't say anything, and gave her the most stable company, letting her cry enough.

It's easy to say, but it's not so easy for anyone to see my mother meet and not know each other.

Yange shed tears silently, not saying that she was wronged but also thankful.

It's just that the emotions that have been suppressed for the past few days urgently need to find an outlet to vent.

All the way in silence, when Jian Yan drove back to the apartment, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening.

The broken hair on the cheeks of Yange covered her face, she entered the elevator silently, opened and closed the door.

Chu Bao already lived in school, tonight was the two of them alone for a long time.

The living room of the apartment was brightly lit, and Yan Getui was sitting on the sofa decadently, hugging a pillow, staring blankly at somewhere.

The uncle, who took off his suit, sat on the sofa, hugged her directly in his arms, and frowned, "Still thinking about it?"

Yan Ge's red nose sniffed, "No! I'm thinking about life!"

"who?"

"It's Mine?"

Yan Ge didn't understand why he blinked, and when he saw the handsome face of their chief executive sinking, he smiled awkwardly, "We, it's!"

"What a scourge to worry about!"

Uncle sighed, Yange immediately piled the pillows into his arms, "Uncle, I'm still sad..."

"Huh? So what?"

Yange's eyes widened in astonishment, "You don't need to coax me?"

"How do you want to coax?"

Lu Lingye bullied him, and Yange immediately jumped up from the sofa like a rabbit, "What are you...doing. Don't make trouble, I'm not in the mood."

Lu Lingye pursed her lips and remained silent, with a look of tenderness in her brows and eyes. The next moment, she took her little hand and walked towards the study on the other side of the living room, which was rarely seen.