[Tutorial] The so-called childhood sweetheart

The huge oil painting was slowly pushed away, and Zhan Chuyao slightly bowed his knees to the person who came out, performing a standard European etiquette.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting."

"It doesn't matter." The old man who came out slowly smiled at him, "You are too polite, Arthur."

"This is a necessary etiquette." Zhan Chuyao straightened up, politely and respectfully led the old man to the European-style sofa in the study, and slowly sat down after he sat down.

"Won't you buy me a cup of tea, Arthur?"

"The one over there is already cold. If you don't mind, let me make another pot for you."

The elegant fragrance of tea filled the study room. The gray-haired old man took a sip of the tea in his hand and praised, "Your skill in making tea is still so good, although I still don't know much about Chinese tea."

"You're too much." Zhan Chuyao bowed his head respectfully and replied politely.

"Hehe, you don't have to be so reserved, Arthur. I remember, we've met several times, right?" The old man smiled kindly and kindly.

"Yes, this is the seventh time."

"It's the seventh time..." The old man showed a reminiscence expression on his face, "I remember, when you were the first time, you were still following Paolo, who was your minister at the time, and looked a little immature. At that time, you You're almost 20 years old, right?"

"Your memory is still as good. I was just 20 years old."

"Hehe, now I can stand alone."

"You're overrated. I still have a lot to learn."

"Arthur..."

"Yes!"

"I've said it before, you don't have to be so cautious." The old man smiled helplessly, "For the sake of that little girl just now."

Zhan Chuyao's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't speak.

"Is that child called Xiaomo?" The old man said softly, with a slight warmth when he mentioned Qian Jingmo's name.

"Yes, the full name is Qian Jingmo."

"Didn't it have your last name?"

Zhan Chuyao nodded, "It's the same as Li Hui's surname."

"Hehe, indeed. It's good that your family... doesn't have your surname." The old man showed a warm and gratified smile on his face, "She is a good child. My grandson has been taken care of by her."

"You're too much. It's Lingsun..." Zhan Chuyao paused here.Under normal circumstances, a series of praise words such as smart, excellent, motivated, etc. will be added here, but... Thinking of a report that was handed over to him before, Zhan Chuyao, the Minister of Foreign Affairs of Interpol, was forced to accept it. stuck here...

"Haha...you don't have to force it. I know my grandson. Although he has many shortcomings, he is still a good boy!" Thinking of his grandson in Japan, the old man seemed very happy.

"Yes, Ling Sun is really amazing." In various senses... Zhan Chuyao remembered the things that happened around the legendary heir mentioned in the information.

"You think so too!" The old man smiled heartily, just like most ordinary grandpas in the world who hear their beloved grandson being praised. "That's why I've been taken care of by Xiaomo all this time."

"Xiaomo is just his senior sister. Speaking of taking care of her..."

"Hehe, that's not right." The old man shook his head and smiled, and interrupted him, "To that child, Arthur, your daughter is not just a senior at school."

Zhan Chuyao was slightly taken aback.

"Xiaomo, actually occupies a very important position in that child's heart. Although he may not have noticed it yet."

"Arthur, your daughter is indeed a very good child." The old man repeated with relief.

Zhan Chuyao lowered his head and remained silent for a while, then, the corners of his lips curved slightly, "I know, Xiaomo has always been fine."

The old man nodded and looked at the man who seemed to have relaxed, "Arthur, sometimes children need to choose their own path."

Zhan Chuyao glanced over the old man's cane leaning on the sofa, and stopped at the exquisitely decorated letters on the cane.

After a long time...

"Xiaomo, you've already made your choice." A relieved smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

The old man smiled and nodded, "Then, this matter is settled." He stood up, turned his head and said to Zhan Chuyao,

"I still have some things to do today, and I'll come to you for tea next time if I have a chance."

"Yes. I'll see you off."

The time went back to a few ten minutes ago, when Qian Jingmo had just walked out of the study.

Warm golden sunlight came in from the window at the end of the corridor, casting a bright silhouette on the wooden floor.Qian Jingmo turned her head, glanced at the empty corridor behind her, and frowned slightly.

Is it an illusion?I always feel like someone is there...

Shaking his head, well, no matter how unreliable, Mom and Dad are also Interpol.There are strange intruders lurking in the house, it should be impossible...

Asai Mo turned around, really, have you been a little nervous lately...

After the girl left, the light in the originally empty corridor suddenly distorted, and several strange figures suddenly appeared there.

"It was almost discovered..."

"It's dangerous! If the bodyguard who is the BOSS is discovered by an ordinary middle school girl like this, he will definitely be taught a lesson by the captain when he goes back!"

"It can't be considered ordinary..."

"At least for now."

"However... I didn't know anything, but I almost noticed it. It's a terrible intuition, as expected..."

The following words became lower and lower, and finally gradually disappeared into the air.

When Asai Mo walked into the Asai couple's bedroom, Mrs. Asai was staring at a photo album in a daze.

"Mom." Qian Jingmo walked over to sit beside her, and glanced at the photo album she held in her hand.

"Yes...it's Baby Momo!" Asai's mother, who was obviously distracted and didn't even notice her own daughter coming in, finally came back to her senses.In a hurry, he closed the album and threw it behind him, turned around to cover it, and then smiled at Qian Jingmo.

Glancing at his mother's slightly unnatural smile, Qian Jingmo tilted his head, "What is Mom looking at?"

"Um, it's nothing. Nothing!" Mrs. Asai said firmly.

Who are you lying to... Qian Jingmo glanced at her with a little contempt. "Well, let me see. Be good..."

The tone of coaxing children... Qian Jingmo reached out to the right, and when Mrs. Qian Jing rushed over to stop her, she suddenly changed direction and quickly pulled out the photo album from behind her.

Seeing Mrs. Asai's instantly stiff expression, Asai Mo sighed.Really... How many times have I used this trick since I was a child!I get fooled every time, mom, aren't you really playing with me?

"Mo, baby Momo..." Mrs. Asai shrank her head, carefully looking at the girl who was looking through the album more and more slowly, and finally stopped silently.

Qian Jingmo lowered her head, and her smooth, broken hair was drawn down to block Mrs. Qian Jing's vision.

"These photos...what's going on..." The girl's voice was low and stagnant, unable to make out the tone.

"That, that..." Mrs. Asai lowered her head like a child who has done something wrong, mumbling and unable to speak.

In the photos displayed in that thick photo album, there is only one protagonist, a pink-haired and cute little girl with delicate features, that is, Asaimo herself.From the perspective of taking pictures, it can be seen that these photos were all secretly taken, and they were taken in different places.The girl in the photo is watering the flowers in the garden, shopping in the streets of Bingsheng, picking vegetables in the supermarket, and listening carefully in the school classroom.One by one, the girl's daily life is almost shown in front of the eyes of those who look through it.Moreover, Asai Mo in the photo seems to be only 11 years old.

"There should be more than one album like this..."

"Eh..." Mrs. Asai hesitated and didn't know how to speak, but her expression had confirmed her guess.

Looking at the cute smile of the little loli with long pink hair in the photo, Qian Jingmo didn't know how she was feeling right now.Should you be angry?It turned out that my previous 14 years of life had been being watched by others.Under normal circumstances, he should have lost his temper and sent that guy to the police station...

But... What if the peeping person is your parents who have no time to accompany you because of work all the year round, and feel guilty for missing your daughter's growth?

At least for Qian Jingmo, who always thought that her parents didn't care about her very much, the moment she saw the photo, her heart welled up, besides being angry and helpless, there was also a kind of feeling slowly from the bottom of her heart inch by inch. The indescribable warmth spread out and soaked the atrium.

She looked up at Mama Asai.Rie Asai, who usually acts resolutely in front of her subordinates and has a queenly aura, is now carefully huddling at the foot of the bed, secretly looking up at her from time to time, with guilt, remorse, and helplessness in her eyes.

Mom... Qian Jingmo's eyes flashed.In fact, she has always known that Rie Asai, who is usually off-line and unreliable in front of her, is a charming woman with strong work ability, superb skills, decisiveness and courage in Interpol.She became the captain of the combat department when she was less than 25 years old, and her father who became the foreign minister at the age of 23 is called a genius within the organization.And the mother who was regarded as the pillar of the Interpol, now in front of her, looks like a child who is at a loss and feels that he has done something wrong.

Looking at Rie Asai like this, she suddenly felt that the little dissatisfaction that had arisen in her heart dissipated, and another inexplicable sourness was slowly expanding, like an ever-opening silk net that engulfed her heart. Covered up, and then tightened violently.Qian Jingmo felt a little blocked in his heart, the sour feeling spread continuously in the blood, and finally passed to the eye sockets.Blinking, she felt that her eyes should be red.

"Mom..." Qian Jingmo said in a low voice, "Are these photos taken by your subordinates..."

"Huh?" Asai's mother, who was worried that the girl would lose her temper, froze for a moment, then nodded in a daze as if she hadn't recovered, "Yes, I sent them to Japan..."

"It's really..." Asai Mo's voice was a little choked, she paused for a while, and then tried to pretend to be natural and complained to Asai Rie in her usual tone, "Send the elite Interpol men from Italy to Japan for the little girl Taking pictures or something, Mom, you are really getting more and more messy!"

Mrs. Asai was stunned for a moment, then blinked, as if she still didn't understand the current situation.After a while, she slowly came to her senses, and cautiously probed in an uncertain tone, "That... baby Momo... aren't you angry with mom?"

Qian Jingmo turned her head, "Isn't it just a few photos, is your daughter so stingy in your eyes..."

Mrs. Asai looked at herself and turned her head away from her daughter awkwardly, blinked again, and after being dazed for a few seconds, suddenly cheered and rushed towards her.

"Great! Baby Momo, you are the best!"

"Mom, what are you doing! It's so heavy, go away!!"

Cheerful laughter spread from the bedroom on the first floor to the living room. The old man who was about to leave turned his head and smiled at Zhan Chuyao who was standing behind him, "Family, it's really a wonderful thing."

"Yeah." There was a warm smile on the lips of the light blonde man, "I always knew."

As dusk fell, Mrs. Asai was sitting on the head of the bed, with the photo album discovered by Asai Mo before her hand.

Slender and slender fingers caressed the cute smile of the little girl in the photo, Mrs. Asai's voice was a little low,

"Has he been here?"

Standing at the head of the bed, Zhan Chuyao loosened his tie, then put down the suit in his hand, and nodded, "Yes, I came at noon today."

"Have you seen Xiaomo?"

"In the study."

Mrs. Asai raised her head, looked at the man in front of her, and said hesitantly, "Is there really no other way?"

Zhan Chuyao sighed, "Rie..."

"Okay, I got it!" Asai Rie turned sideways angrily.

Zhan Chuyao looked at his wife who turned around and stopped looking at him. After a long silence, he said softly, "Lihui...have confidence in your own daughter...and..."

He thought of the boy in the file, "Maybe things are not as bad as you imagined..."

The author has something to say: Well, I googled the information of Interpol, and the structure looks complicated...

Just think that the world here has mutated, after all, this is a place where the mafia rules the world...

So the Ministry of Foreign Affairs that my father is in charge of is specialized in negotiating with the Mafia, and the combat department my mother is in is specialized in dealing with armed disputes. Both of these are special departments.Because it was specially set up for the mafia...

So Asai girl's parents are extremely awesome...