President Daddy’s Excessive Love

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Ling Mofeng’s voice was not compelling, but his words were so sharp that people couldn’t answer. Lan Chen had a ghost in his heart. At this moment, he could only forcefully explain: "Before I come, look for The expert has calculated that he will send my dad away at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning, which is good for the feng shui of our Lan family."

"Which expert? I happen to be a little confused and want to ask, so I don't know how to give me his contact number." Ling Mofeng saw him at this time, and even wanted to fool him with this theory of ghosts and spirits. He had to show him where he was.

Lan Chen was almost mad, Ling Mofeng was indeed a difficult character, Lan Yanxi came to him, this was no way out.

"Ling Mofeng, although you were elected president, you are not the son-in-law of our Lan family after all. Where do you put my second brother and me in this way? The father is our father, and we are naturally good for him." Lan Chen changed his face in an instant and stopped talking friendly.

He believed that even if Ling Mo had a high position, he couldn't be unreasonable, let alone treat him.

When Ling Mofeng heard Lan Chen always use these words as a reason to prevent him from intervening in the old man's investigation, he snorted, stretched out his arms, and took out a small notebook: "I know you will definitely look at me. Like an outsider, I had to ask someone to take my marriage certificate with Yanxi and show it to you. I am now Yanxi’s legal husband. I have to take care of her grandfather’s affairs. It is reasonable and legal. If the third uncle Lan still has Whatever you want to say, just say it."

"What? This is impossible, when are you..." Lan Chen immediately reached out and took it, only to find that it was indeed the marriage certificate of Ling Mofeng and Lan Yanxi, and they quietly received the marriage certificate.

Ling Mofeng curled his lips and sneered: "Yanxi and I have proved that we do what we want. It is not difficult to ask an expert for fortune-telling like Sanshu Lan."

Lan Chen's face flushed, and he handed his ID card back to Ling Mofeng somewhat resignedly.

"Ling Mofeng, don't you know what our Lan family has become? What else do you want to do? The old man donated the company and gave you and Lan Yanxi what a good reputation. If my father is alive, I must hope for more One thing is not as good as one thing less. My daughter is young and ignorant, even if my father left this time because she accidentally did it, what can be done? My daughter is his granddaughter." Lan Chen found that he had no reason to say anything. Here, I can only start acting in bitter drama, hoping that Ling Mofeng can play a role on the Internet and stop mixing with the Lan family.

Ling Mofeng's handsome face was gloomy, and when he heard these words from Lan Chen, he felt extremely ridiculous.

"If the old man is still alive, of course I won't care about your Lan family's affairs, but he went without knowing what he didn't understand, and said he was suffering. Of course I have to find out the truth and give her an explanation. Otherwise, what should I do as a husband? Protect my wife? I don't care what the chaos in your Lan family is. Under the law, I will never condone a murderer, either, let your daughter confess, or...the evidence is solid, let her confess the crime." Ling Mofeng finished and stood. I got up, adjusted his clothes, and said coldly: "The old man's body can't be taken away by anyone. Before the case is clear, I will explain to the hospital that no one should be allowed to approach his body."

"You...Ling Mofeng, you are too much, don't think that you are Mr. President, you can bully others." Lan Chen also stood up, blushing with a thick neck, stretched out his fingers and cursed Ling Mofeng for bullying.

Ling Mofeng sneered, "If I really want to bully others, do you think you still have a chance to have a fair conversation with me here?"

When Lan Chen heard his threatening words, his face turned pale in fright. He took a step back as if Ling Mofeng would really do him.

In the end, Lan Chen failed to take the old man away, he was very depressed and lost and returned to Lan's house.

Ling Mofeng returned to the ward, Lan Yanxi walked over anxiously, grabbed one of his arms and asked in a deep voice, "How are you talking? Is my third uncle very angry?"

"It's more than angry, it's almost to eat people, but he looks pitiful for her daughter's dying struggle." Of course, Ling Mofeng understands the meaning of Lan Chen's coming tonight, saying that the world's parents, indeed, even if Lan Chen has more No, but if he fights for his daughter, it shows that his heart is not broken.

"Who is not to be pitiful? Is my grandfather not to be pitiful? He knows to fight for his daughter, but he never thought about who brought him up and let him live a comfortable life." Lan Yanxi's two small fists clenched bitterly , Gritted his teeth and said.

Ling Mofeng looked at her in sadness, couldn't help but hugged her gently behind her, with her thin lips resting on her shoulders, and comforted: "Yanxi, the sad days will always pass. You should look forward. I believe your grandfather also hopes you will cheer up and take care of his funeral."

Lan Yanxi knew that he would not be able to pass this hurdle in a short time, as if it were a catastrophe, it came so suddenly.

"Don't think about it, wait until tomorrow, let's go to bed earlier." Ling Mofeng reached out and covered her eyes to prevent her from continuing to suffer.

Lan Yanxi leaned weakly in his arms, finally no longer stubborn and nodded.

Ling Mofeng held hands and told her to lie down on the bed and turn off the light in the room. He saw that she was hugging the quilt tightly, and her body was still trembling even though her eyes were closed tightly. He knew that she could not sleep at all.

Ling Mofeng sighed, seeing her like this, he was really heartbroken.

Chu Yu sent someone to bring him clothes, Ling Mofeng took a shower and saw the sofa that couldn't fit him at all, he finally chose to squeeze onto that bed with Lan Yanxi.

Lan Yanxi opened her eyes and saw that the man had changed to a set of pajamas. She moved her body, and the man lay down on his side, holding her in his arms again.

Curled up in his arms, smelling the faint mint fragrance on his body, Lan Yanxi's crying eyes really closed.

In the middle of the night, Ling Mofeng found that his wrist was stabbed by something. He woke up instantly and found that Lan Yanxi had a nightmare. She seemed to treat him as a demon. The tip of a finger was angry. The sting of his skin.

"Yanxi!" Of course, Ling Mofeng was not afraid of these tingling pains, he just found that Lan Yanxi was sweating all over, his eyebrows were tightly twisted, as if he was suffering from Nuo Da's pain.

"Ah..." Lan Yanxi heard the sound and sat up abruptly, propped up with both hands, his face full of horror.

Ling Mofeng also sat up with her and asked softly, "What nightmare did you do? It scared you like this."

Lan Yanxi turned her head stiffly, only to realize that he was with Ling Mofeng instead of fighting the bad guys.

"Nothing." Lan Yanxi continued to lie down. She had just dreamed that someone was chasing her and grandpa. Those people were very violent, and she kept resisting in her dream.

Ling Mofeng knew it was a dream related to Old Man Lan, she just didn't want to say it.

He didn't ask further, glanced at the time, it was past four in the morning.

"Ling Mofeng, go to sleep, I'm all sweaty, I'll go take a bath." Lan Yanxi didn't dare to sleep anymore, she got out of bed and left the whole bed to Ling Mofeng.

"Okay!" Ling Mofeng didn't persuade her. He just watched her enter the bathroom. His strong body had a chance to stretch, but his waist was already sore, but he was willing to do everything.

After Lan Yanxi took a shower, he came out deliberately, and when he came out, he found that Ling Mofeng was actually asleep. He must be very tired.

Lan Yanxi didn't go to bed anymore, but sat on the sofa with his head in one hand, staring at the sky outside the window.

It was so until six o'clock, the sky was slightly bright.

Ling Mofeng slept for a few hours, and his mental state was obviously much better. As soon as he got up, Chu Yu came and knocked on the door: "Sir, in Lan Lin's car, I found a note left by the old man."

Ling Mofeng and Lan Yanxi were shocked when they heard this.

Chu Yu took the note in, and Ling Mofeng stretched out his hand to open it, and saw that the old man didn't know under what circumstances he wrote the word. It was a little crooked, as if his hands were shaking.

"Xiao Lin said to take me out to relax. This road is to Nanshan Cemetery. I don't know what this kid is going to do, but I hope someone will see this note and tell my family that I came out voluntarily."

The old man's handwriting is very difficult to understand, but when he understands it, it is a breakdown.