Chapter 1210 Organization
Tan Mucheng was only in her early twenties that year. Her face was as calm as jade, and there was a layer of frost and snow between her brows that was inconsistent with her age. The joyful gleam in the eyes of an ordinary girl was shattered into a cold edge in her pupils.
The fate of the girl in the dark field had already been crushed, and she huddled in the shadows in despair. However, Tan Mucheng was filled with the restraint that came from the years. Her eyes were as sharp as a dagger drawn from its sheath, her aura was cold, and even her breath was filled with a vague murderous aura, like a snow lotus that had been tempered with poison.
If Shen Pingting didn't remember, Tan Mucheng should have been followed by several bodyguards with straight shoulders like swords. This kind of scene was not like that of ordinary people.
"Sister?" Lu Xi's voice was like a pebble thrown into still water, startling Shen Pingting's thoughts and she looked up at her sister.
Lu Xi frowned and looked at her, "What are you thinking about? You've been in a daze for a long time."
"Nothing. I just think she's not as simple as she seems. Remember, don't go to the Bay City Villa alone recently. As for Qin Lang...find a chance to remind him. It's not convenient for me."
"I see." Lu Xi agreed, and suddenly thought of Haohao, so she moved closer and asked, "By the way, sister, what do you think of what Haohao said? That kid never lies."
"I'll go find Rong Jin." Shen Pingting stood up. Besides Fu Xizhou, the only person she could think of at this moment was Rong Jin.
Before leaving, she turned her scrutinizing gaze towards Tan Mucheng again, and happened to meet the woman's eyes.
Shen Pingting withdrew her gaze coldly, but Tan Mucheng's heart skipped a beat.
If it was someone else, she wouldn't care at all, because no one could see through her disguise, but whether it was Shen Pingting, Rong Jin, or Fu Xizhou, they were all the same kind of people.
The only difference is that the people who trained Shen Pingting, Fu Xizhou and Rong Jin were all sent from her grandfather's organization, while she grew up in the organization.
But even so, Ge Dali is still a powerful figure in the organization, so the three of them cannot be underestimated.
At this moment, Tan Mucheng was a little upset. She had a feeling of being out of control and uneasy about the future. She really didn't like this feeling.
Grandpa never gave any orders, and she didn't know what he was trying to do. The influence of this child on her was constantly increasing. She could still control it for now, but she wasn't sure when it would get out of control.
Sensing the footsteps behind him, Tan Mucheng put away his thoughts, picked up his phone, and opened the "Idiom Candy Crush" game, as if to kill time.
Qin Lang walked up to her but didn't say anything immediately. When he saw the interface on the phone screen, he pursed his thin lips slightly to hide his smile.
Miss Mu actually knows how to play this kind of little game. The contrast is... quite big, and she seems to be stuck.
"Here, the toad and the night cry can be eliminated." Qin Lang chuckled and pointed with his hand.
Tan Mucheng raised an eyebrow, "This idiom is rare."
"Well, there is also this, a dragon and a pig, rinsing the pillow and wetting it."
Qin Lang eliminated three idioms in a row, all of which were uncommon idioms.
Tan Mucheng's Chinese grades are average, but not bad. However, she doesn't know any of these idioms. She feels that Qin Lang is quite cultured.
"I didn't expect Miss Mu also likes to play this." Qin Lang teased with a smile.
Tan Mucheng lowered his eyes, "You're just killing time when you're bored, do you want to talk to me about something?"
"It's like this. I want to ask Miss Mu what you think about the wedding. Although we have an agreement, we have obtained a marriage certificate after all, so I think you should have the wedding you deserve."
"I do not need."
Qin Lang's breathing stagnated. His answer was so straightforward, it seemed that he really didn't want it. Was he too abrupt? He thought that this was good for the woman, but he didn't consider her feelings?
"Mom, don't you want to wear a beautiful wedding dress and be the most beautiful bride? Mom, you will be the most beautiful in your wedding dress."
Haohao appeared here at some point, blinking his eyes innocently.
The child's tender and gentle voice is like a feather brushing across the heart, gently, softly, crisply and itchyly, creating ripples.
Tan Mucheng has never thought about getting married, nor has she thought about becoming anyone's bride. In their industry, it is unknown how long they can survive, let alone things like getting married and having children.
"Mom, I want to be your flower girl. Xiaochuan said that when Uncle Ji and Aunt Shen get married, he wants to be a flower girl and hold up the hem of Aunt Shen's wedding dress. I want to be one too, is that okay?"
Haohao was a little nervous, but finally expressed his thoughts seriously.
In the past, he was well-behaved and obedient, and would never say things like "I want what others have", but this time, he also wanted to be willful.
Brother Xiaochuan said: "Haohao, you have to remember that you are just a child. If you don't ask your parents for something now, when will you ask them? Don't be so sensible."
Haohao looked at his mother expectantly.
Tan Mucheng frowned slightly and refused subconsciously, "I don't like trouble."
"Oh... I'm sorry, Mom. I shouldn't be so naughty." Haohao looked nervous and fear was obvious in his eyes.
This sentence hurt Tan Mucheng's heart. This child was pitiful. Has he been deliberately ignoring his own needs to please adults all these years?
Qin Lang felt sorry for his son. After thinking for a while, he smiled unnaturally. "Ms. Mu, I'm really sorry. Even though I know I'm being abrupt, I still want to say that if possible, I hope to have this wedding. Don't worry, I will do my best to arrange everything and won't let you feel any trouble."
Tan Mucheng pursed her lips, met the expectant eyes of the father and son, and unexpectedly said, "I know."
"Mom, you agreed? You agreed, right?" Haohao was a little unbelievable.
"Ah."
"That's great, Mom. I love you so much. I want you to be the most beautiful bride and be my most beautiful mother."
When Haohao said these words, his face turned red and he was obviously embarrassed.
Tan Mucheng pulled the corner of her lips, revealing a very shallow arc, "Thank you."
Qin Lang's expression also relaxed. "Ms. Mu, thank you very much. I will contact the designer now."
Tan Mucheng was about to say no, but Haohao suddenly put his arms around her neck and climbed onto her legs, interrupting her words. She looked at the child in front of her stiffly, feeling helpless for a moment.
"Mom, can you hug me?" Haohao looked at her expectantly.
Why not?
Holding the child on her lap, Tan Mucheng put her arms around Haohao's waist, looking at the child's tender face, feeling indescribable emotions in her heart.
What was she doing at this time in the past?
She used to accompany her grandfather, read reports sent by the organization, or exercise, but today she was sitting in the sun, holding the child she gave birth to seven years ago. This unfamiliar feeling of relaxation did not disgust her at all.
Qin Lang made an appointment with the designer, and when the family of three arrived, Pei Shaoqing and Qin Xiaoru were also there.
"Old Qin, why are you here too?" Pei Shaoqing looked surprised.
Qin Lang chuckled, "I made an appointment with Dracula's designer."
"You can do it. I made the appointment first. You really know how to take advantage of opportunities."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Lu Xi and Fu Nanzhou walking in from outside, pushing little Jiabao.
Pei Shaoqing immediately looked amused, "What's going on? Old Fu, why are you and Xiao Jiuer here too?"
Fu Nanzhou said calmly: "Come to find Dracula."
"Wow, Xiao Dezi is busy today. Come on, let me see who else is here. Is your sister Shen Pingting here too? That would be interesting."
Pei Shaoqing's words seemed to be blessed. As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Pingting was really pulled in by Xiaochuan.