1815: C1815 Peace of Mind Is the Place to be

C1815 Peace of Mind Is the Place to be

"An Ge, when this matter is investigated, you can bring Nian Bing and Yanyan to live in Pear City for a period of time."

Perhaps because he was getting older and older, or because he had a high position, the feeling of loneliness he felt became heavier and heavier. The free and elegant Nan Huaijin was actually looking forward to the joy of being the son of an ordinary person.

"Alright. "Of course."

Lin Angeyu blinked and a hint of saltiness appeared in the corner of her eyes.

Without any hesitation, she agreed.

Ever since she was young, she had never enjoyed a day of fatherly love. Both her father and stepfather were cruel to her. But from Nan Huaijin, she felt that mountainous fatherly love. Even if Nan Huaijin didn't say it, she had already thought about it. Every year, she would find the time to go to Pear City to accompany him.

"How is Yiyao recently?"

Nan Huaijin asked again.

"He's busier than ever."

Lin Ange said helplessly.

The slave girl who always wanted to take care of her daughter at home every day had been working overtime recently and had been busy several times until early in the morning.

For him, family and career were not in complete balance.

"As long as you're busy."

Nan Huaijin narrowed his eyes and said in a clear voice.

At that moment, the sound of a baby crying entered his ears. The sound of the new life force filled the air. He had a strange feeling that he had never experienced before. There was a hint of sweetness in the warmth.

"Uncle Jin, I've woken up from my recitation, so I have to hang up now."

"Go."

Nan Huaijin said warmly.

Lin Ange put down the phone and rushed to the crib, taking the crying Lu Nianwei from the babysitter.

The pinkish little chant instantly stopped crying, and her small face naturally arched towards Lin Ange's chest.

Seeing this, Lin Ange unbuttoned her blouse.

The nurse backed out.

… ….

Pear City.

The torrential rain continued for an entire night, and the water level of every river in the city rose rapidly. The road was littered with dead branches, leaves, and red.

Early in the morning, Yuwen Feng walked into Nan Huaijin's office with a top-secret document in his hand.

"Sir, a secret message from Dijing."

Nan Huaijin, who was wearing a dark blue shirt with a vertical collar, sat in front of a large desk. Although the green in his eyes was heavy, it didn't affect his refined temperament in the slightest.

On the desk, the coffee was half-empty.

In the air, there was the aroma of coffee.

He took the sealed bag from Yuwen Feng, took the paper knife and cut it open.2

"Jun Moshang?"

On the secret message from the Dijing, he saw a familiar but long-awaited name.

Yuwen Feng, who was standing straight in front of the desk, tensed up.

"You can leave first."

Nan Huaijin read the whole text message without saying a word. His expression was as serious as the cloudy weather outside the window.

"Yes."

Yuwen Feng nodded in agreement, turned around and walked out.

Nan Huaijin followed and stood up, then took the secret phone to the bathroom.

He lit the code.

Crash.

The burning ashes rushed into the sewers.

Nan Huaijin walked to the sink and turned on the tap.

Warm water slowly flowed through the gaps of his fingers, but the tips of his fingers felt somewhat cold.

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Yun Xi Northern Courtyard.

Qian Jingchuan woke up and pointed to five in the morning.

He rubbed his sore forehead, sat up, and gave his head a little shake.

Last night, he had not been able to sleep soundly. In his dreams, there had always been something bothering him. He couldn't see the shape of the object clearly, he could only remember the pair of poisoned eyes.

"Huff …"

He let out a long breath and was about to get out of bed when his heartbeat suddenly quickened and a trace of panic flashed through his heart.

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