The Seventh Bride of President

The shopkeeper nodded: "Mr. He often comes here. He comes here about once every ten days, but he seldom stays in his daily life. He just walks around and leaves."

After thinking about it, Mo Lingwei stood up and went to the counter, picked up the pen and ink, wrote a letter and gave it to the shopkeeper: "when he Er comes back, please give this letter to him.

By the way, tell him about Miss He's coming here, and he'll know. "

"What do you know?"

As soon as the voice fell, a smile came from behind.

Mo Lingwei turns her head and sees he Wenhao walking in with patience.

Although the man is wearing a prosthetic, but between walking, compared with normal people, there is no difference. He is wearing a sky blue gown, with a warm smile. When he looks at Mo Lingwei, his eyebrows and corners of his eyes are full of tenderness.

Mo Lingwei's mood suddenly gets better, just like seeing a ray of sunshine in the haze sky.

She took the envelope from the shopkeeper's hand and handed it to he Wenhao. "I was talking about you, but I didn't expect he Er to come."

"It's better to come early than to come by chance. I didn't expect to meet Miss Mo here." He Wenhao speaks and laughs.

The shopkeeper sees that he Wenhao is a noble man who can't be provoked by himself. He Wenhao is welcomed to the compartment.

Through the carved screen, they sat in the room and talked.

The guard guards at the door, watching he Wenhao enter the interior with the young lady, glancing inside from time to time, and feeling uneasy.

How to report to the young commander this time?

She said that the young lady met Miss He ER and gave her a challenge.

The young commander certainly praised: Yes, she is worthy of being a handsome woman.

He and his wife chatted in the compartment for a while.

Waiting for his estimation is the young commander's rage.

If you don't come early or late, why did you meet he Wenhao at this time?

The shopkeeper brought two plates of snacks and a pot of tea into the compartment, "two, please enjoy yourself."

Mo Lingwei twisted the teapot and poured tea for he Wenhao: "how can I come here today?"

He Wenhao took a sip of his tea cup and said, "I didn't plan to come here. I happened to talk business in a nearby restaurant and heard the gunshot.

The passers-by on the street were in a bit of a panic. They said that the sound of gunfire seemed to come from yunlaige. I was afraid of an accident, so I rushed to have a look.

What a coincidence. I didn't expect Miss Mo to be here

Mo Lingwei's voice was soft. "Not only I was here, but also miss he ER was there just now."

He Wenhao unfolded the letter paper, scanned it from the envelope at a glance, folded it and put it in his clothes. "So, that shot should have been fired by you?"

"Exactly." Mo Lingwei admits without hesitation: "let the second miss he have a good understanding of the situation. Although my branch of yunlaige is in Yuncheng, the whole Yuncheng is not covered by your he family."

As soon as the voice fell, he seemed to realize that he had said something wrong. He quickly changed his voice: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it to you."

He Wenhao burst out laughing: "I know you don't mean that. Don't be sorry. Although my family name is he and my body is bleeding from he's family, I haven't regarded myself as he's family for a long time."

Mo Lingwei also knows something about he's family. She droops her eyes and sighs secretly. She just says in a low voice, "anyway, be careful."

In addition to forbearance, the whole he family are almost all the three brothers and sisters of he Changqing and he Jingxian.

Even if he Wenhao had three heads and six arms, he couldn't stop so many hidden weapons.

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