President uncle, don't come close

Walking down from the plane, Sheng Huaizhe found that he missed this familiar land a little. He laughed at himself in his heart. He didn't know when he became so pretentious. He just left for a week.

Looking at a city in the beginning of the Lantern Festival, he suddenly remembered that a friend said that the beginning of the Lantern Festival is a very warm word, because it means home and the people in the family. Thinking that Sheng Xiaoxiao and Ling Moqin might be waiting for him at home, his mood rippled like a willow branch blown by the breeze

Take out your cell phone and turn the flight mode back to normal. Before you can put it in your pocket, it rings happily.

"What's the matter? Call me at this point. "

Sheng Huaizhe's footsteps were light, and his mouth showed a smile he didn't find. Even his voice was softer than usual.

"Uncle, what do I think... You're in a good mood now?"

Sheng Zhuwen felt Sheng Huaizhe's mood on the phone. He seemed to be in a good mood. He rarely wanted to make fun of him.

"Can't I be in a good mood?"

The niece's question made Sheng Huaizhe feel embarrassed. What logic is this?

"Uncle, where are you now?"

Sheng Zhuwen remembered the purpose of his call, so he asked directly. Ling Moqin is still waiting for her call. It is estimated that she can't sleep well tonight without waiting for the answer.

"Just got off the plane. Is everything all right with the old man? You have nothing to do. Stay at home with him. "

Sheng Huaizhe slightly frowned and said that he was a little puzzled at the thought of the old man's physical condition. His body has been stable since the last operation. Why did it suddenly recur? However, Dr. Lin is the person he absolutely believes, so he has no doubt.

"Old man? Oh, yes, I'm at home now, and so is Su Li. "

Sheng Zhu didn't react until he shook his head and waved to her. She remembered Ling Moqin's words. He was with her. So, she also talked nonsense on the phone

"How is he now?"

Sheng Huaizhe felt a little strange, but he couldn't say what was strange. He didn't bother to ask when he thought he would be home.

"It's OK, but his mental state is a little poor. At this point, he said he would be ready to go to bed... Why don't you talk to him, uncle?"

Sheng Zhuwen tried to pass the mobile phone to the old man. The old man quickly pretended to cough, and Su Li was confused. The old man is in a good state. Why did he lie to Sheng Huaizhe with Sheng Zhuwen? What is there between them that he doesn't know?

"No, I'll go early tomorrow morning to greet him."

Sheng Huaizhe hung up the phone and the car that just came to pick him up also arrived. Sitting on the bus home, I was in a good mood. After thinking of the old man, my eyebrows wrinkled slightly

"What's going on? What are you talking about? I don't understand very well. "

Su Li looked at Sheng Zhuwen, who hung up the phone, and questioned Sheng Zhuwen with his eyes. His intuition is that this matter has something to do with Ling Moqin. If even Sheng Huaizhe comes back, it shows that the situation is still very serious

"Cough..."

Old man Sheng took a sip of his tea cup and didn't mean to go on. He and Ling Moqin agreed to keep it a secret, and the others didn't know it.

"You're old enough. Mo Qin has told me the truth. The third uncle can come back one day in advance because you pretend to be ill, right? "

Sheng Zhuwen exposed the old man on the spot, and Su Li finally understood what was going on. He looked at Sheng Laozi and Sheng Zhuwen and thought it was a little inappropriate for them to do so... What if Sheng Huaizhe was more disgusted with Ling Moqin because they jointly did it?

He frowned and didn't say anything, but he helped Ling Moqin pray for more blessings in his heart

"OK, I see. Go to bed early and let Grandpa go early. "

After hanging up the phone, Ling Moqin's heart settled down. Sheng Zhuwen called her. Sheng Huaizhe has returned to China and may have arrived home.

The only uncertain factor is determined. The next step is to bet... Whether Sheng Huaizhe really doesn't care about her at all and whether she will exist in his future.

Looking at Xiaoxiao and grandma who were sleeping beside him, Ling Moqin showed a comforting smile on the corner of his mouth. It's a good feeling. Almost all the people she loves are on her side and silently support her... That's why she has been indomitable recently, because she knows she has a strong backing

Gently put out the bedside lamp. Ling Moqin lay in bed holding Sheng Xiaoxiao and went to sleep with a smile... It seems to meet her. It will be a beautiful tomorrow

No lights.

Back to the villa, when he got off the bus, he looked at the darkness in front of him. Sheng Huaizhe was more or less lost. He didn't expect that Ling Moqin would leave with a smile in the few days he left... He even thought that when he came back, he would feel the warmth of the lantern and see the smile rush into his arms

"Sheng Huaizhe, I think you are addicted to being a father."

After mocking himself, Sheng Huaizhe simply walked into the room, turned on the light, put down his luggage, poured himself a cup of hot water, and then saw the note left by Ling Moqin on the tea table

"I took Xiaoxiao back to live for a few days and missed grandma."

Looking at a childish smiling face painted on the note, Sheng Huaizhe smiled... It turned out that they went back to see grandma. It seemed that this explanation made his heart more comfortable.

After pasting the post it note on the door of the refrigerator, Sheng Huaizhe walked into the bathroom in a good mood, prepared to take a hot bath and have a good sleep.

Since his business trip this week, he has been working hard... He feels he must relax and have a good sleep. As for tomorrow, whether facing the old man or Ling Moqin's mother and daughter, you can get a better state

"What's the matter?"

Before Sheng Huaizhe went into the bathroom, he found a post it note on the door of the bathroom. He looked closer and finally burst out laughing.

"Daddy, I've got your Nightgown ready. An automatic razor is a gift for you."

This is the message Ling Moqin left to him in imitation of Sheng Xiaoxiao. When he looked inside, his nightgown was really hanging there, and there was a new automatic razor in front of the mirror

Sheng Huaizhe took the razor and looked at himself in the mirror. Well, it seemed that his beard did grow a little... He looked at the mirror and smiled brightly