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powdery. "

"Woman?" He Tingge asked in surprise, "Could it be that Yu Feng is a woman?"

"Not necessarily, it doesn't look like the body shape, and the information that has been investigated before is all men." Mu Lan said with a serious look: "General, do you want to continue the investigation?"

He Tingge lowered his eyebrows and eyes: "No need." Now that Fu Qingcheng is here, he always feels that there is some connection between the two, and it depends on whether he can catch this fish.

Mu Lan didn't say anything, seeing that He Tingge was planning to leave without giving orders, but He Tingge turned around and said, "By the way, where's the fan?"

Mu Lan thought for a while: "Put it away."

"Go and get it." He Tingge said after consideration.Mu Lan nodded and went out. After a while, she came in with an exquisite box and handed it to He Tingge.

He Tingge reached out to open the red lacquer box. On the yellow silk cloth, lay the white transparent bone fan quietly. He Tingge looked at the shiny bone fan under the light, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Go back and rest. Tomorrow pie Someone go to the Fu mansion and bring over President Fu's frequently used objects."

"Yes." Mu Lan nodded after thinking about it.

When the midnight bell had not yet struck, and the pointer had gradually slid towards the early morning of the next day, the metal handle on the red-painted wooden door slowly turned to one side, causing a slight click.

Under the moonlight, the figure who came in from outside the door was pulled very long and lay on the wide bed in the middle. The person in the thin silk quilt seemed to be sleeping soundly, and the sound of steady breathing accompanied by the slightly undulating quilt drifted in the space.

He Tingge looked at Fu Qingcheng who was sleeping soundly. When this person opened his eyes, he felt that everything was in his hands. It seemed that he knew everything, but he was pretending not to know, and seemed to be wandering in the crowd. , yet stand proudly outside the world of mortals...

At this time, eyes are closed, sleeping peacefully, as if everything is out of the way, peaceful and far away...

Looking at the box in his hand, He Tingge gently placed it beside Fu Qingcheng's pillow, pulled the thin quilt, slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and said softly, "Happy birthday."

It wasn't until the door was gently closed and the sound of footsteps disappeared that the person on the bed opened his eyes. There was no trace of fatigue in his clear eyes. The hand under the pillow let go of the cold metal, and his eyes fell on the red lacquered box beside the pillow. He lowered his brows and eyes, unable to see his expression clearly.

Early the next morning, He Tingge stretched his waist, and when he went downstairs to eat after washing, he saw Fu Qingcheng in a white gown sitting at the dining table, drinking millet porridge and eating buns.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Fu Qingcheng beckoned with his empty hand and said with a smile, "Morning."

He Tinge paused and walked over to the other side: "Did President Fu sleep well last night?"

"Hundreds of people are guarding them, so they sleep soundly." Fu Qingcheng bit the bun and swallowed it: "However, I just don't know if there are cats in the governor's mansion?"

"Probably not." He Tingge said uncertainly, "Is there a cat meowing?"

"That's not true, I'm just curious." Fu Qingcheng pointed to the buns on the plate: "Try it, I asked your adjutant to bring it when he came, the buns from Qingyufang are very delicious, I used to go there Eat breakfast."

"And then walk back?" He Tingge raised his eyebrows, took a bite of the bun, it tasted really good.

Fu Qingcheng ate the buns and drank millet porridge: "It's rare to have good air in the morning, walk more, you will be healthy physically and mentally, and live a long life."

He Tingge couldn't help but smile: "You want to go out?"

"That's not true. I think your military governor's mansion is quite big. You can just stroll around the backyard. However, if the young commander let me go, I have no objection."

He Tingge lowered his head and took a sip of the porridge, then said with a faint smile, "Since you can make do with it, then make do with it first, tell me where you want to go, and I'll take you there."

"It depends on your mood." Fu Qingcheng shrugged: "Anyway, you are the biggest in the entire Northeast, so whatever you say, be what you say."

Seeing the helplessness and compromise in Fu Qingcheng's eyes, He Tingge lowered his head and drank the porridge, the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously, why did he just want to tie you by his side?

Young Marshal He thought about it carefully, um...he is a suspicious person, I want to think about Northeast, looking at him...

Well, that's it.After finding a reasonable explanation, Young Marshal He slowly picked up the steamed buns on the table with peace of mind.

The taste is really good.

Since He Tingge did not live in the same residence as He Yunshen and the others, He Yunshen didn't notice Fu Qingcheng until he lived in the He mansion for a few days.

"Sir?" He Yunshen looked at the young man sitting on a rattan chair reading a book under a snow-white pear blossom in the backyard, and was a little surprised. This pear orchard was planted by He Tingge and his grandfather. More than half a hundred old men planted trees, and his exhilaration is still fresh in his memory.

Maybe it's because his mother likes it, or maybe it's because the old man planted it himself. He Tingge likes this forest very much. Anyone who is not close to him is not allowed to enter here.

At this moment, He Yunshen was a little surprised to see the young man in white shirt sitting under the tree with a peaceful expression on his face, but the figure of the young man seemed to blend into the forest, as if this was just a painting...

Fu Qingcheng was smelling the fragrance of pear blossoms and reading a book, when he heard the voice, he raised his head and saw a middle-aged man walking in beside him. Looking at the attire and aura, he also guessed who it was, got up and smiled gently, and said politely: "Overseer."

He Yunshen regained his senses from the slight sway, nodded, looked at the handsome Fu Qingcheng, and thought for a while: "Are you President Fu?"

"Fu Qingcheng." Fu Qingcheng nodded politely.

He Yunshen still knew a little about Fu Qingcheng. Looking at the man who was more outstanding than the newspaper photos, He Yunshen smiled: "I know, that outstanding business genius, the performance of the Northeast in the past six months is inseparable from your credit."

"The warlord's reputation is too high." Fu Qingcheng said modestly: "Qingcheng is only doing a little bit of effort, and it is the credit of the seniors."

"Chairman Fu doesn't need to underestimate himself, but at such a young age, he is not arrogant or impetuous, which is really rare." He Yunshen nodded approvingly: "I don't know when President Fu came to the mansion as a guest? No one told me."

Fu Qingcheng smiled noncommittally: "I'm ashamed to say that something happened at the banquet in Qingcheng that night, and thanks to the presence of the young marshal, he survived. The young marshal wanted to investigate this matter and hoped that Qingcheng would assist him, so here we go. .”

He Yunshen frowned: "I know about this, but I don't know who the thief is? Mu Lan, do you have any clues?"

Mu Lan has been by Fu Qingcheng's side all the time, when He Yunshen asked, he said in a deep voice, "Still investigating, it should be Jade Bee."

"Yu Feng? It's him again?" He Yunshen sat down with his legs and feet inconvenient, his eyes solemn.

Fu Qingcheng lowered his eyes, but he didn't say anything, but there were footsteps behind him, and when he turned around, he saw He Tingge wearing a black shirt, with his hands on the sides of the black trousers, looking slender and tall.

"Father, why are you here?"

He Yunshen said indifferently: "I heard that what happened a few days ago has not yet come to fruition, what do you think?"

He Tingge sat opposite He Yunshen, with his slender legs folded, leaning on the back of the chair, seemingly casual, but with an indescribable temperament: "I know this matter well, don't worry."

"Do you have a plan?"

"No." He Tingge answered as a matter of course, He Yunshen frowned, but before saying anything, he saw He Tingge raised his eyebrows and looked at Fu Qingcheng beside him, and the corners of his lips twitched: "But I have President Fu. "

Fu Qingcheng originally stayed out of the matter, but when he heard the roll call, he looked away at the scenery of the Liyuan, and looked at the inexplicably smiling He Tingge inexplicably.

"President Fu will help me, right?" He Tingge smiled lightly, looking at Fu Qingcheng with soft and sure eyes, Fu Qingcheng secretly gave He Tingge a middle finger, but smiled slightly on his face: "That's natural."

He Tingge turned his head in satisfaction, pretending not to see the helplessness in Fu Qingcheng's eyes.He Yun firmly nodded his head: "That's fine, President Fu is quick-witted, and it would be great if he could help Ting Ge, but I'm going to trouble President Fu."

"The governor is polite. It is Qingcheng's honor to do a little bit for the governor." Fu Qingcheng smiled gently.Hearing this, the smile on He Tingge's lips became more obvious.

Standing beside He Tingge, Mu Lan frowned slightly, expressing her incomprehension, but did not speak.

........

The morning sun was tepid, and it hit the desk through the glass window, and the wet fonts just written with a water pen gave off a little starlight in the sun.

"Are you used to living?" The door frame at the door was knocked lightly twice, Fu Qingcheng stopped the pen slightly, looked up and saw He Tingge standing at the door.

He bowed his head and signed, and closed the document: "Fortunately, I don't recognize the bed."

In the past few days, Fu Qingcheng asked Mu Lan to help bring all the documents that need to be signed for work here. He Tingge did not say that he was under house arrest, but he really didn't even take a step forward to the door of the He family.

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In the past few days, Fu Qingcheng asked Mu Lan to help bring all the documents that need to be signed for work here. He Tingge did not say that he was under house arrest, but he really didn't even take a step forward to the door of the He family.

"Speaking of which, I quite like it here." Fu Qingcheng put on his pen cap, and said with a faint smile, "Since I found out that I live here, no one has posted a message asking me to attend any messy banquet, but it's quiet."

"You are the president, entertainment is indispensable." He Tingge smiled: "If you like you, you can live here, and you will have no worries for the rest of your life."

Fu Qingcheng ignored him, walked to the record player that Mu Lan bought, put on a record, and the melodious voice of female Dan Tsing Yi came out from the record player.

"Do you like to listen to opera?" He Tingge looked at him with great interest.

"I can't say I like it, but to pass the boring time in my spare time,