deep vegetation

Not long after, Ah Cheng stood up and handed her the handkerchief in his hand.

"Brother should find me." He said, "Can you be alone?"

"I'm not a child anymore." Wang Manchun reached out to take it, and said, "Go."

"Then I'll go first, if you need anything..." He paused, "Forget it, I'll call you."

Man Chun knew that he thought that they had no separate contact information at all, so he smiled helplessly: "It's okay, don't worry about me."

Ah Cheng wanted to say something, but suddenly heard someone talking in the corridor, so he checked the time and said to her, "I'll go out first."

Wang Manchun nodded.

So Ah Cheng stepped out and closed the door for her.

His handkerchief remained in her hand, the soft fabric made her feel as comfortable as he himself.

She put the handkerchief in her handbag, waited for a while, and after her breathing calmed down, she walked out pretending nothing had happened.

The salon was still going on, Wang Fuqu and Minglou toasted and chatted, and she slowly moved to their side.Minglou saw her coming and said something to Wang Fuqu, so he came over and put his arms around her shoulders: "Are you still angry?"

She shook her head aggrievedly.

"I know, I owe you too much these years, let me pay it back slowly." Minglou put his hands on her shoulders, looked her in the eyes and said, "Now, just do your job well , let me do the rest."

"Yeah." She pouted coquettishly: "Brother..."

Then he choked up again, finally pursed his lips, and didn't speak.

The two leaned together and talked for a while, until Ah Cheng came over and said something to Minglou.

"Go ahead," he said.

"Go home quickly," Wang Manchun said with downcast eyes, "so that she won't scold you."

"Even if she said, I can't leave now," he said, "I'll hold a meeting with you and Director Liang later, and I'll take over the position of the Secret Service Committee. I have to call you two capable generals together for a talk Bar."

She hummed muffledly.

"Go and change your clothes." Minglou stroked her shoulder and said lovingly, "Take a break, and wait for me in the office first."

"Okay." She said obediently.

Returning to his office and taking out his military uniform, Wang Manchun locked the door, drew the curtains and began to unbutton them.

After changing her clothes, she poured out the things in her handbag and began to pack the things inside.

It was getting late, and it was probably time to get off work after leaving Minglou, so there was no need to come back.

The handkerchief lay quietly in the bag, she bit her lip lightly, and slowly took it out.

Ah Cheng doesn't use perfume, but the Ming family makes incense, and the men in the family have more or less fragrance, not strong, but refreshing.

Using such a handkerchief to wipe a woman's tears will make people fall in love with him.

She smiled wryly, folded the handkerchief a few times, and put it in her pants pocket.

When they arrived at the government hall, Liang Zhongchun was already waiting there.

There were people coming and going in Minglou's office all the time. She followed the rules and did not dare to enter rashly, waiting for the officer to summon her.

A man was dragged out of the office, shouting "Please forgive me, please forgive me", but he was mercilessly pulled out.

She recognized that man as the nephew of an official who had committed crimes before, and she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

It seems that Minglou is the same at work and academically, he is not a person to be fooled easily.

She and Liang Zhongchun looked at each other, and Liang Zhongchun said in a low voice: "It seems that today's appointment is not easy to pass."

She didn't speak, the door opened again, it was Ah Cheng.

"Master Ming invites the two of you to enter."

Ming Lou frowned and dismissed his two secretaries, then distributed the report to them, listened patiently to Liang Zhongchun's rambling explanation of the results of the operation, stood up, and walked over slowly: "In the assassination list , there are 18 former members of the Central Committee, and Director Liang himself seems to have been converted from the Central Committee. They have always had a rift with Director Liang, so can I assume that Director Liang is avenging personal revenge in public?"

Liang Zhongchun tried to express something stiffly, but was suppressed by Minglou's eyes.

"I hope that nothing like this happens at my desk in the future," he said.

Liang Zhongchun immediately seized the opportunity to express his feelings, and Wang Manchun sneered when he heard it.

Liang Zhongchun is a talent, not only has a sharp tongue, but also can turn his head around.He always knew when to flatter the officer and when to be silently scolded.Otherwise, he would have been demoted long ago for those cases that could not be dealt with by action.

Now No. 76 has the same positions as the two of them, and there are not many people with real power. Liang Zhongchun's operations department and her intelligence department have never actually cooperated since the poisonous bee escaped. Put a sentence in each other's reports.

Therefore, listening to Liang Zhongchun's words at this time, she found it extremely funny.

Now in this world, who is not for their own survival?So how much of this so-called devotion to the country is true?

"Director Wang," Minglou turned around and said to her, "I have read your work report, and to be honest, I don't dare to compliment you. The Intelligence Department of No. 76 has not yet deciphered a set of enemy codes. Department Wang Long, I need to see your ability and efficiency as soon as possible."

"Recently, we haven't seen any signs of suspicious activities by the anti-Japanese elements. Does it mean that our current crackdown is effective?"

"Quiet, it means danger. If there is no suspiciousness, it is really suspicious."

After the poisonous bee incident, Wang Manchun did not receive any feasibility reports. Although she was skeptical, she did not raise any objections due to her mobility and identity. She did not expect to be brought up by Minglou at this time.

Ah Cheng suddenly came in at this time, put a document in front of Minglou, and bowed and whispered something in his ear.Wang Manchun looked up, Ah Cheng was talking, but his eyes met her.While it contained no emotion, it was enough to reassure her.Minglou explained in a few words, and then turned to talk to them.

"No matter how strong a heroine is, she will always be attached to the wing of the powerful in troubled times." After Ah Cheng walked out, he continued, "The new government's wings are about to be full, and I am cutting your wings for you now, pouring cold water on you face to face The person you love is your relative." As he spoke, he got up and walked around the table, walked behind her, supported the back of her chair and whispered softly, "Do you understand how I treat you?"

A meeting full of embarrassment and gunpowder ended, and Wang Manchun and Liang Zhongchun stepped out of Minglou's office.

"He overreacted. Moreover, he is very sensitive to the list of executions of the Central Committee, and my intuition tells me that he is a member of Chongqing." Liang Zhongchun said, "Otherwise, there must be some other reason."

Wang Manchun kept silent, she was unwilling to doubt from the very beginning, not only for Minglou, but also for this nearly 20-year relationship.

So she said lightly: "I don't want to doubt him, I don't want...to ruin this friendship."

"Friendship?" Liang Zhongchun leaned over with a delicate expression.

She frowned.

if not?love?Or family?

Ah Cheng said that he still loves her, but he didn't show anything.

If it is love, then his series of actions are not in line with what a lover should show. Even if he is in France and needs to adjust his relationship with her, he never offered to meet her alone.

Perhaps as he said, he had already positioned himself as her relatives, but his ambiguous tone and intimate actions clearly exceeded the boundaries of relatives.She couldn't understand Minglou more and more, and this relationship also exhausted her.

She even started to feel like she should give up.

"You can say whatever you want." Thinking of this, she answered Liang Zhongchun resentfully, and walked out first with an unhappy expression on her face.

Back at the Wang mansion, just after changing clothes and picking up the book, Ah Qing asked her to answer the phone downstairs.

While thinking about who would look for her after get off work, she went downstairs.

"Miss Manchun, it's me."

Ah Cheng's steady voice came from the earpiece to her ears, making her feel certain.The conjectures she had guessed during the conversation with Liang Zhongchun were thrown aside at this moment, and Ah Cheng's voice through the phone line quieted her down.

"Why did you call here?" She pretended to ask casually.

"I said in the afternoon that I will call you." Ah Cheng's voice was low but clear.

She guessed that he was at home, otherwise he wouldn't use such a low tone.But she didn't expect him to call as promised, and she felt a little strange.

"I'm much better." She said, grabbing the corner of her home clothes, "I've figured out a lot, but there are still many things I don't understand. I think it won't take long before I can figure it out."

Ah Cheng's voice was full of laughter: "That's good." He paused: "Brother is in the small ancestral hall."

As soon as he said this, Wang Manchun immediately stood up in fright, and knocked his leg on the coffee table with a muffled sound.She took a deep breath, reluctantly making a sound.

"What's wrong with you?" Ah Cheng obviously heard, "Don't get excited, it's okay, big brother is not a kid anymore, he can handle it."

She hummed, but she was still burning with anxiety.

The small ancestral hall of the Ming family was the place where Minglou was beaten until he couldn't stand up. Of course, she knew what it meant for Minglou to enter.This time he has not returned home after returning to Shanghai for so long, it is only natural for Ming Spiegel to resort to family law.It's just that she has seen how powerful the Ming family's family law is, so she can't help but get nervous.

"Look at his wounds later, and tell me whether it's serious or not. If it's broken, it should be bandaged and don't hold on. If the wound is deep, you must go to the hospital for treatment. Don't do it yourself at home." She didn't even notice her worries.

There was no movement from Ah Cheng's side, and it took a long time before he said in a low voice: "I see, take care of yourself."

"Okay." She said, sitting down slowly.

"I'll go and clean up the room first." Ah Cheng said, "I'll tell you what's going on."

"Well, you go." She responded.

Ah Cheng hung up the phone, but Wang Manchun held the receiver still.

After she finished speaking, she realized that her anxious tone just now seemed to mean that she still cared about Minglou.

She smiled wryly and hung up the receiver.

Back in the room, he took out Ah Cheng's handkerchief from his pocket, and the smell of Ming Jiaxiang lingered in his nostrils.

If Minglou still treats her like this, then what is her love at this moment?

Maybe nothing counts.

She slowly tightened her handkerchief.

The author has something to say:

What should Ah Cheng smell like?_(:з」∠)_

Don’t worry, friends who are reminding me, I’m still a student party, and it’s not easy to maintain a daily update. 2333 is studying the plot while conceiving, and even posting and replying to comments. I spend about two to three hours on this article every night. , This is where writing fans is not good.

And I searched the whole Internet, Chengchun's articles are pitifully small, basically, I may be the only one in the circle who is updating_(:з」∠)_In order to ensure that people who enter the pit can not see the bad news Wen, I need to ensure the quality before increasing the quantity. Is this explanation... acceptable?

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