The president's wife with one child and five treasures is the favorite of the group

Seeing that she was a little tired, Mu Jingchen moved his body a little closer to her to make her lean more comfortably.

Bai Liyue rested on his shoulder for a while, opened her eyes, and looked at him seriously.

"Today, I almost won't see you."

Mu Jingchen frowned, his tone slightly nervous: "What?"

Mu Jingchen still didn't know anything about what happened to Bai Liyue on the way home just now.

"Just now, when Lin Ze and I came back from Ling's house, we met the murderer of the recent murders, he was chasing and killing a girl.

When Lin Ze and I arrived, the man had already run away. We were mistaken for the murderer by the police, and the police put us under control.

Fortunately, the dual-recorder driving recorder you installed on my car before proved my innocence, otherwise, I might be..."

Mu Jingchen frowned tightly, and looked up and down at Bai Liyue.

After confirming that she was safe and sound, he said with a hostile face: "It seems that Wan Rong is really not dead!"

With a cold gaze, he held Bai Liyue tightly in his arms, for fear that she would run away suddenly.

After taking a deep breath, he whispered in her ear, "Sorry, I didn't protect you well."

In his tone, Bai Liyue could hear guilt and self-blame.

Bai Liyue leaned against his chest, and could even hear his heartbeat speeding up due to nervousness.

He was not good at words, but Bai Liyue could feel his worry and care.

Before he could speak, Mu Jingchen lowered his head slightly, looked at her very seriously, and ordered in his tone: "From now on, you stay at home, and I will take care of Wan Rong's matter."

Bai Liyue raised her head and opened her lips to say something, but Mu Jingchen's cold eyes shot straight at her: "Don't refuse."

"..."

She huddled in Mu Jingchen's arms. Although she wanted to refuse, she looked up at his stern expression and nodded obediently.

She didn't want him to worry.

If she is not allowed to go out, she will wait for him to go to the company before going out.

She raised her head and said, "Today when the bodyguards were chasing the murderer, the murderer entered Dongfang's other garden."

When hearing this name, Mu Jingchen rarely showed a surprised expression.

"The Oriental family?"

"Yes, I guess, the person behind Wan Rong may be related to the Dongfang family!"

Mu Jingchen's eyes were deep.

How could the Dongfang family have anything to do with Wan Rong?

Unable to figure out the reason, Mu Jingchen put his arms around her waist with a serious face: "I will investigate this matter myself, so you just stay at home and don't go anywhere."

Bai Liyue frowned slightly.

It's safe to let her stay at home every day, but, can't she be suffocated to death?

She opened her beautiful eyes wide, blinked at Mu Jingchen, and tried to negotiate with him: "Stay bored at home all the time, I will be bored..."

"No, I have already had someone contact the child's school. Starting tomorrow, you can pick up the child sooner or later."

Bai Liyue felt a little hopeless, and resisted: "No, these kids are all troublemakers, if I stay with them every day, I will be pissed off by them!"

Mu Jingchen didn't change his mind at all.

He has a serious face, but his tone is very gentle: "Safety is the most important thing, be obedient.

When I find Wan Rong and the person behind her and get rid of them, I will accompany you wherever you want to go. "

Bai Liyue knew that he was stubborn and no one could change his decision, so she reluctantly responded, "Okay."

Both of them were thinking at the moment, how could Wan Rong have any connection with the Dongfang family?

...

oriental home.

at night.

Dongfang Han dragged his exhausted body back home from work.

In the hall, after he took off his coat to the nanny, he looked around the hall.

Except for a few nannies, no one else.

"Where's my mother?"

The nanny lowered her head and replied: "Young master, the master is back and has gone back to the room with his wife..."

The cryptic words of the nanny made Dongfang Han a little embarrassed.

"Understood, let's go!"

He looked up at his parents' room upstairs, his face a little ugly.

Ever since his mother used some skin care products and became younger and younger, his father came back early every day.

Moreover, as soon as he came back, he got into the room with his mother.

Once or twice is okay, but more often, even the servants at home gossiping in private.

Dongfang Han felt a little ashamed.

He wanted to go to his mother to discuss the herbal medicine, but after hearing what the nanny said, he left the hall with a gloomy face.

The nanny was still shouting from behind: "Master, it's so late, where are you going? When the master asks me later, what should I say?"

"Just say I went to the company!"

Dongfang Han walked out sullenly, and when he turned a corner, he bumped into a wall of flesh.

Dongfang Wan, who was walking towards her, was hit by him like this, and she took several steps back one after another.

Dongfang Han quickly supported her: "Sister, are you alright?"

After seeing that it was Dongfang Han, Dongfang Wan didn't blame him.

Instead, seeing her younger brother's gloomy face, she asked in a low voice, "What's the matter, are you feeling unwell, with such an ugly face?"

Dongfang Han glanced into the hall, shook his head and denied, "No."

Dongfang Wan followed his line of sight, and there was no one in the hall.

She immediately understood why he was angry.

She pulled Dongfang Han aside, and said softly: "Silly brother, our parents are as loving as ever, why are you unhappy?"

Dongfang Han shook off her hand, and said with difficulty: "Sister, don't you look at how old your parents are, and you are not afraid of being laughed at!"

Dongfang Wan covered her mouth and smiled.

"Okay, you said you are too, it's worth making you so angry about such a trivial matter, stop losing your temper, and come into the house with me!"

Dongfang Han couldn't beat this elder sister, and followed her back.

After the two sat down.

Dongfang Han realized that it was getting late, and asked curiously, "Sister, why are you coming back so late these days?"

Dongfang Wan paused, then smiled and said, "Isn't the design competition about to start? After finishing my company's affairs, I drew the design for a while, so it was a bit late."

Dongfang Han looked up at Wen Rumeng's room upstairs, and then sat down next to Dongfang Wan.

Regarding the herbal medicine, he tried to persuade his mother to no avail, so he wanted Dongfang Wan to try it.

"Sister, do you know about the cold bead grass in our house? Wasn't it sold to someone else by my mother a while ago?

Now my friend Jing Chen really needs this herb. If you have time, please help me persuade Mom to sell this herb to Jing Chen. "

Hearing what Dongfang Han said, Dongfang Wan smiled awkwardly.

She replied: "Stop joking, it's not like you don't know that what I say to my mother has no weight. Will my mother listen to what I say?"

After speaking, she felt that the name in Dongfang Han's mouth was somewhat familiar.

Jingchen?Mu Jingchen?

The man I met at the airport that day?

Dongfang Han sighed, stood up and said, "Forget it, I'll figure it out myself."

After speaking, he left the hall.

Sitting in the lobby, Dongfang Wan glanced at her mother's room upstairs, her eyes getting colder.