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Chapter 681

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Mochen's eyes were as dark as ink. "I will arrange for a group of people to secretly help you. If you encounter any difficulties, look for Qi Cunyan."

Fu Ziyu said, "Understood."

Mochen said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Fu Ziyu smiled. "We've been brothers for so many years. You're too courteous. But I'll help you. You should know what I want."

Mochen said, "Okay."

Fu Ziyu's eyes deepened. "That's good."

Mochen hung up the phone. He stayed up all night reading everything He Lianxiao had given him. He looked at the time. It was already past five in the morning.

He lit a cigarette and took a puff. Then, he carried everything and went to He Lianxiao's study.

Sure enough, the lights were still on.

However, there was one more person in the study and there was a cup of coffee on the table.

Mochen took a look. It was obvious that the President had personally cooked it. Then, he sat on the sofa and fell asleep.

He Lianxiao looked up at Xiang Mochen. "Finished reading?"

Mochen said, "Yeah."

He Lianxiao asked in a low voice, "You've memorized it?"

He looked at Mochen, a little surprised.

Mochen said, "Yeah."

He Lianxiao looked at Mochen for a long time. He didn't expect him to have such a good memory. So, he asked a few questions.

Mochen's answers were accurate.

He Lianxiao smiled. "Not bad. I didn't choose the wrong person."

Mochen placed all the documents on He Lianxiao's desk.

He Lianxiao's eyes darkened. He put all the documents into the shredder. He stood up and looked at Xia Sang, who was on the sofa. He picked her up and walked out of the study. "Mochen, go back and have a good sleep. You won't be so relaxed when I'm not in the Capital."

Mochen followed him out of the study.

The door of the study was automatically locked.

Mochen's eyes darkened as he watched He Lianxiao carrying Xia Sang from behind.

The reason why the President brought Weiwei's mother along was because he wasn't feeling well, right?

If it was very good, he definitely wouldn't bring the president's wife to take risks, right?

His heart felt heavy for Weiwei.

Weiwei had just found her parents and had a complete and warm family. He didn't want this fairy tale to suddenly shatter.

He could only use all his strength and try his best to help her continue this fairy tale.

His girl deserved all the best things in the world.

He retracted his gaze and walked towards Weiwei's bedroom.

He glanced at Weiwei, who was still sleeping soundly on the bed. He walked over and looked down at her for a while before taking off his suit and lying down beside her, gently pulling her into his arms.



At half past seven, Helian Weiwei woke up. The moment she opened her eyes, she saw the handsome man beside her.

The first rays of the morning sun fell on his face and scattered a layer of golden light. His facial features were even more outstanding and mesmerizing, as though he was the son of God who was bathing in the holy light.

She lifted her hand and gently traced his thin lips.

Mochen frowned and his large palm squeezed her fingers tightly. His eyes were still closed and his sexy voice was mesmerizing. "Be good, don't fool around. I'm going to sleep for a while more."

Weiwei really didn't move and just looked at him quietly.

If she wasn't wrong, did he do something last night after she fell asleep?

Recently, he had been doing this a lot.

Sometimes, when she woke up in the middle of the night, he wasn't beside her.

But the next morning, when she opened her eyes, she was still in his arms.

She closed her eyes and accompanied him.

Mochen only woke up at ten o 'clock. His long eyes opened and he kissed Weiwei's forehead gently. "You're up."

Weiwei opened her eyes. "Mm."

She looked at Mochen.

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