The pampered palm of the president

Chapter 633 Reminder
Early the next morning, Ling Siyuan came to look for Xuan Liyou, and he drove to look for Mo Fan himself.

On the way, the two had a few conversations occasionally, Xuan Liyou was careful to deal with it.

Although Ling Siyuan's words sounded like ordinary greetings, she couldn't guarantee whether he had any purpose.

Especially about the topic of Situ Qingyin, she even vaguely mentioned it and didn't intend to talk about it in depth.

"I heard from my father that your husband and wife are deeply in love. It seems that you don't really want to mention him."

Ling Siyuan asked with concern while driving.

"I want to know more about your brother's unfair treatment. Why have you never helped Ling Xu?"

In many cases, Ling Siyuan can actually not have it, or he can choose to share it with his younger brother.

But from Ling Xu's complaints, she only heard how Liu Wenfang favored Ling Siyuan, and how Ling Xiaotian relied heavily on Ling Siyuan.

Here, Ling Siyuan seems to be playing a passive accepting role, never actively mentioning giving up to his younger brother.

Based on her observation and understanding of Ling Siyuan these days, he is not such a person.

On the contrary, he is very assertive, and he is not completely indifferent to his younger brother.

"Why should I help him?"

Ling Siyuan looked strange, as if Xuan Liyou said something incredible.

"I have been educated since I was a child to fight for what I want. Moreover, one person is enough to stand under the halo. Xiaoxu's temper is actually not suitable for getting attention."

"In this family, being noticed means losing the right to choose something. Xiaoxu feels bitter, but he can choose his own life. At least, I will never have the opportunity to be a special soldier."

Xuan Liyou turned his face away, looking at the white snow outside the car window.

Years later, there was very little snow in the country, and country S fell twice as if rushing to the market, each time getting bigger and bigger.

Where there is gain, there is loss.

She doesn't sympathize with Ling Siyuan, there are thousands of people in the world, she can't sympathize.

What's more, they have different positions.

"Okay, let's not talk about me, do you know what Dad asked us to do at Mo's house?"

Ling Siyuan's emotions came and went quickly, and the topic changed to the purpose of the two people's trip.

"He didn't say."

Xuan Li shook his head worryingly.

But it is good for her to be out of the presidential palace.

"I heard that a nanny died in the Mo family. At that time, they gave the nanny's family a sum of money, and the matter was hasty. The nanny's death seemed to be infected with sax. That's why Dad wanted me to investigate."

Xuan Liyou's eyes flickered, it seemed that what Mo Fan said did not lie to her at least one point.

That is, a nanny in his family did die from the sax virus, but it is not known whether he has a brother-sister relationship with the nanny.

What Ling Siyuan said in his words was very sloppy, and no one even paid attention to it.

If Mo Fan really treated the nanny like a younger sister, would he be willing to wrong her like this?
Mo's family is also in Bino City, and not very far from the Presidential Palace, they are all in the center of Bino City.

After driving for about an hour, the two arrived at Mo's house.

The Mo family is in a group of villas, Ling Siyuan drove the car to the parking lot and knocked on the door with Xuan Liyou.

After opening the door, a nanny took them upstairs, and Mo Fan was already waiting for them in the study.

"Newlywed, Young Master Mo is willing to afford it so early."

Ling Siyuan made a little joke.

"The task is in hand, how dare you be greedy for a moment of joy."

Mo Fan smiled and beckoned them to sit down, and responded to Ling Siyuan's little joke.

"It's as if my dad is oppressing you."

Ling Siyuan smiled and raised his hand and tapped him, then turned to Xuan Liyou and said: "Your brother-in-law likes to joke, but he is still reliable in his work. Under his hands, the Mo family can at least prosper for another hundred years."

(End of this chapter)