my girlfriend is the president

"Xiao Jian, why did you lie just now?" Entering the room, Li Moxin hugged Xiao Jian from behind and asked in a low voice.

"I'm not lying, can you say something about Wuying?" Xiao Jian turned around and hugged Li Moxin's slender waist, and began to search for a target with his mouth.

hmmm...

Xiao Jian was also very uncomfortable, a primitive impulse almost made him unable to control himself, so he had no choice but to let Li Moxin go.

Li Moxin's boudoir is very warmly decorated, and Xiao Jian was even more surprised that there was a bookshelf on one wall, which was filled with all kinds of books.

It seems that the night is long, and she is also borrowing books to pass the time.

Xiao Jian walked over and searched carefully, trying to find a book he likes to read.

Li Moxin walked to Xiao Jian, took out a book of poems from a corner, and handed it to Xiao Jian: "This is written by my father."

Xiao Jian was taken aback, he didn't expect Li Moxin's father to be a poet.

Opening the collection of poems, there are some love poems inside, the writing is very graceful and moving, some words and sentences even make Xiao Jian feel like weeping.

Li Moxin said softly: "My father was a talented scholar in Jinghua University back then. He was very famous. His pen name was Wangchen."

Forget the dust?Xiao Jian really had some impressions of this name. He remembered that someone had mentioned this name when he was in college, but he couldn't remember it after a long time.

Xiao Jian pointed to one of the poems and said to Li Moxin: "Moxin, your father was really romantic and suave back then. He should love this woman very much. The words are so touching."

Li Moxin glanced at her, and said softly: "This woman is my mother. They fell in love with each other in college, and after graduation, they got married and had me." Li Moxin's eyes were moist.

"Look, this is my mother!" Li Moxin turned around and took out a photo from under the pillow, and handed it to Xiao Jian.

The woman in the photo is very delicate, giving people a very quiet feeling, very beautiful.

"Mo Xin, you look a lot like your mother." Xiao Jian said.

"Well, unfortunately, mom left early." Li Moxin sobbed softly.

Xiao Jian gently embraced Li Moxin, "Moxin, don't be sad, there will be me in the future, I love you."

"Xiao Jian, I love you too." Li Moxin's small mouth moved closer, and there was another wave of warmth in the bedroom.

After the tenderness, Xiao Jian asked strangely: "Mo Xin, since your father's poetry collection has been published, why can't you see it in the market?"

Li Moxin sighed and said: "For some reason, my stepmother bought all the poetry collections and burned them in front of my father. I hid this one secretly. Oh! Don't let the stepmother know. .”

"Well, you little idiot, I'm not your stepmother's mole." Xiao Jian said, kissing Li Moxin lightly.

"Bad guy, boss, okay, go back to sleep, or your stepmother won't worry." After speaking, Li Moxin's face turned red again.

Xiao Jian returned to his bedroom, just about to go to bed when there was a knock on the door.

Xiao Jian went to open the door, and it was Wang Ma standing at the door, "Master, drink milk."

Xiao Jian took the cup and saw that Wang Ma didn't intend to leave, so he smiled slightly and drank it in one gulp.

Depend on!Do I need to be supervised when drinking milk?
After going to bed, Li Zhonghe's figure kept flashing in Xiao Jian's mind, and Li Moxin's words kept echoing in his ears.

Why did Li Zhongcheng pretend to be sick?And pretending to be a vegetable?Great talent, beautiful mother, poetry collection, stepmother, car accident...

Xiao Jian felt drowsy, and slowly closed his eyes...

The next morning, at the dining table, he asked Xiao Jian with concern: "Xiao Jian, did you sleep well last night?"

"Auntie, I slept well." Xiao Jian replied.

"Mo Xin, how did I hear that your Uncle Pang was hit by a car?" asked Li Moxin.

"Yes, but I've been discharged from the hospital." Li Moxin didn't dare to say more, for fear of her stepmother asking.

"Well, that's good. I haven't seen him for a long time. Let him have a meal at home when he has time."

Xiao Jian and Li Moxin drove to the headquarters of Tianlong Group.

Xiao Jian returned to his office, sat on the chair, still thinking about those things yesterday.

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, no, this matter is very strange, it must be investigated, otherwise it may be disadvantageous to Mo Xin.

Xiao Jian used to be the chairman of the student union of Jinghua University, and he had a good relationship with the teachers in the school. He took out his old cell phone, found out the phone number of Mr. Dou Kunxing, the administrator of the file room, and called.

"Mr. Dou, hello, I'm Xiao Jian."

"Oh! It's Xiao Jian. Has your work settled yet?" Dou Kunxing liked Xiao Jian very much and cared about his work.

"Ms. Dou, I'm in Tianlong Group now, and I'm doing a good job. Thank you for still supporting me." Xiao Jian respected Dou Kunxing very much.

"Tianlong Group, it's not bad, it's very promising. Does Xiao Jian have something to do with me?" Dou Kunxing asked.

"Hehe, Teacher Dou, I really need to trouble you for something." Xiao Jian laughed a few times in embarrassment. It seemed that this call should have been made a long time ago.

"Just tell me if you have something to say, you are not the kind of person who hesitates to talk." Dou Kunxing knew Xiao Jian quite well.

"Ms. Dou, you have been at Jinghua University for so many years, do you know Li Zhongcheng? Oh! His pen name is Wangchen." Xiao Jian asked.

"Wangchen, I know, we used to be classmates, isn't he the president of Tianlong Group? But I heard that he seems to be in poor health. He hasn't shown up in the past few years, and we have lost contact. What? Something happened to him? "Dou Kunxing replied.

"Well, he is now in a vegetable state, Mr. Dou, do you know everything about him? I mean those things in the university." Xiao Jian asked.

"Hey! This is a long story, Xiao Jian, why don't you come to school when you have time, and I will tell you in detail, his story, you can write a book, alas! People are really talented." Dou Kunxing seemed to recall the past, his voice was very melancholy and lost.

"Okay, Teacher Dou, I'll take time to see you." Xiao Jian hung up the phone, he had a faint feeling that the matter of the Li family was really not that simple.

However, should I tell Li Moxin about this matter?

Xiao Jian hesitated again and again, feeling that it's better to hide it from Li Moxin first, women are small-hearted, once she finds out something by herself, she might not be able to control her emotions and make things big; if she made a big fuss, On the contrary, it will make Li Moxin's stepmother dislike her.

Xiao Jian has made a decision, and will go to Jinghua University tomorrow to ask Mr. Dou Kunxing for clarification.

It's a pity that Xiao Jian would not have imagined that what happened tomorrow was beyond his expectation and plunged him even deeper into a crisis!