Fickle CEO

But is it possible to really change sex?

Lan Xi got up and took the soup to his father. He wanted to take it with both hands. Lan Xi was surprised and suddenly withdrew his hand to the back! The soup spilled and splashed a little on the sheet.

The bowl containing the soup scalded her hand, but her clear eyes were full of uncovering vigilance -

Mo Ruqing's face turned red and white, and her movements were awkward and dispirited.

"I Just want to feed him soup I won't hurt your father... " She explained in a hoarse voice.

Lan Xi's eyes are like sharp cold knives, but they don't believe it.

Nie Mingxuan talked with Mu Mingsheng here. Seeing this situation, he came over with a smile and said to Lan Xi in a consultative tone: "or I will come?"

Lan Xi startled for a while, lift Mou way: "can't, you are a guest."

"Guest, what? Are you treating me as an outsider? " With a bright smile, he took the bowl directly from her hand.

Lan Xi blushed and looked at his movements and whispered, "sorry Nie Mingxuan, it happened that something like this happened to my family. I didn't go to the warm wedding ceremony. I only sent a gift. Can I supply you later?"

"You supply me, or do you supply me?" He asked back with a smile.

Lan Xi some inexplicable, so looking up at his posture is a little strange, but still pressed the blush firm way: "is' we '"

Nie Mingxuan's hand was stiff in the air.

The corner of his mouth brought up a smile that reversed all living beings. He nodded: "well, good."

Then Nie Mingxuan looked up and saw Mo Ruqing standing beside her. The loneliness and guilt on her face were obvious. She was afraid that she would never be able to integrate into the family after this incident.

Poor, but hateful.

Anyway, it's someone else's housework. He Nie Mingxuan doesn't care.

But lying on the bed, Mu Mingsheng was not a waste man. He also saw the clue when he drank the soup. He raised his hand and beckoned Mo Ruqing to come over. He said in a hoarse voice, "you go out for a while. I'll talk to my daughter."

Mo Ruqing brushed off the embarrassed look on her face, nodded and went out.

"Hello, uncle. Take a rest. I'll go out to find Yan Chen." Nie Mingxuan put the bowl down and left.

There were only two people left in the huge ward for a moment. Lanxi was a little nervous at the moment. She vaguely remembered her father's big temper when he followed them to Yunshan apartment. Later, when she returned to Mu's home, her father was still, so she couldn't guess. She could only be careful with her face. The moment her father fell off the stage, her heart was almost torn, so from the moment her father woke up, she decided that no matter what her father thought of her, she would still regard him as her own father.

She loved him so much.

Mu Mingsheng waved and asked her to sit down.

Lan Xi walked past, holding his father's palm in both hands, warming in the palm.

"Not afraid of me?" Mu Mingsheng raised his eyebrows and asked.

Lan Xi was stunned. He immediately remembered the scene when he swung his crutches and smashed people. His body trembled for a moment, and then shook his head: "I'm not afraid."

Mu Mingsheng eyes light soft down, inside with heartache: "that I that day, hit you not?"

"No, I can't see it. My brother said it's just bruises. It's OK when it's gone. It doesn't matter."

"You still call him brother?" Mu Mingsheng frowns.

Lan Xi didn't know what his father meant. His palms were full of sweat. He said in a low and difficult way: "I still call it in front of outsiders. I don't know what it's called, but we don't know when we are two."

Mu Ming nodded and looked at the ceiling as if he had seen a new and distant world. He said, "don't shout like that after that. Don't shout in front of strangers."

Lan River eyebrow tip violent jump! Most of the blood on his face was gone.

"Dad..."

What does he mean by that? Even her status in the Mu family is obliterated. Does he really want her?

However, Mu Mingsheng did not want to continue this topic. Her old eyes were full of Enron and soft, and tightened her hand: "you are abroad, see your father?"

Lan Xi was nervous at heart, but lowered his head when he heard this question. He was full of loss and sadness.

"I've met him, but he doesn't want me. He doesn't admit that I'm his daughter, so I don't want him at all." She said quietly, with unnatural light in her eyes.

Mu Mingsheng frowned a little, and then lovingly looked at her and hooked the corner of her mouth: "then he must have some other reason not to recognize you, he can't not like you, my daughter is so beautiful and lovely."

A word made Lanxi's eyes moist. She didn't dare to look up and let her father see her tears. She just held his hand tightly, recalled the scenes in Los Angeles, and felt his only father love for her.

"Lan River."

"Well."

Lan Xi blinked his eyes and let the tears fade away and looked up at him.

"Do you really like Yan Chen so much that you intend to marry him and marry him?"“…… Yes, I want to marry him. " She bit her lips and whispered.

Mu Mingsheng nodded and calmly and kindly threw a question to her: "what if I don't agree?"

Lan River a stiff, and then water eyes jump out of the firm light, clench his hand: "then I wait, I have been waiting, until you agree that day."

Mu Mingsheng looks at her with a faint red in her eyes.

"You'll call me dad again?"

"Call."

Lan Xi's voice was firm and quiet.

Mu Mingsheng gazed at her deeply, nodded his head and said in a hoarse voice, "as my daughter-in-law?"

Lan Xi was completely confused by this sentence. A sharp buzz flashed through her mind, almost thinking that she had heard his question wrong. After a long time, she responded, because she saw acceptance and sincerity in Mu Mingsheng's eyes. Those old and loving eyes seemed to tell her that even if she could not be together as a father and daughter and continue to be a family, there must be another kind of intimate and dignified identity Let her call him father again.

Warm tears and heartache quickly attacked the eyes, Lan Xi shivered slightly all over, can't believe it.

Mu Mingsheng's face was pale because of his illness. There was a smile on his face. His eyes were dim with tears. He opened his arms and said, "come on, let dad hold you."

A cavity of strong feelings held in the heart, no place to pour out, Lanxi with tears deeply buried in his father's arms, hot tears soon wet his clothes, her shoulders shaking violently.

……

The time that goes in is too long, Mu Yan Chen slightly realized wrong.

Nie Mingxuan said to him in the opposite side, then frowned: "do you really listen to me?"

Holding the forehead of the slender fingers back, mu Yanchen fell on the door of the eyes become cold, did not hear his problem like to get up, slowly walked toward the ward, stretched out his hand to open the door to go in.

But did not expect inside, a person who had obviously cried on his face and was still in the drizzle of pear blossoms happened to come out.

Mu Yanchen eyebrow heart jumps violently!!

Coldly pursed his lips, he pulled her out of it, stroked her face, and carefully examined the tears on her face. His deep eyes became colder and colder. He thought she had been wronged again. He patted the back of her head and wanted to go in and tell Mu Mingsheng clearly. Lan Xi is aware of his intention, holding his hand in tears, and then tiptoe, soft arms tightly wrapped around his neck.

Mu Yanchen is stiff.

His body trembled violently in his arms, but he did not know whether he was wronged or moved. He did not dare to act rashly. Cold Mou gradually soft down, he hugs tightly, close to her ear to ask: "how?"

Lan Xi didn't speak, just hugged him tightly, tears fell down in a string.

Across the distance of a few meters, Nie Mingxuan's light eyes swept towards this side, fixed their eyes on this pair of embracing people for a few seconds. He suddenly remembered that a few years ago, he felt that their love was almost absurd and there was no possibility of being together at all. Their height, age, qualifications There is also the blood between them, so that they almost pieced together into a pair of desperate lovers, but so many years later, they are still together.

He remembered the night when he sent Lanxi to Z City for a temporary stay in the early winter of that year. Under the night, the light at the gate was lonely and she looked back at him as if she was waiting for something.

What is she waiting for?

Nie Mingxuan opened his face and felt a cigarette in his suit pocket. He wanted to eliminate his inner annoyance, but he became more and more irritable. He could not find the fire. He could only crush the cigarette in the tobacco room and smell the strong tobacco smell inside.

He knows it now.

She is waiting for a person, a man she fell in love with in such a young age.

Or, she is waiting for fate to occasionally have a good will, can give them a possibility to be together.