Mo Zichen did not say a word. He simply hugged Tangning, "Mommy, I miss you a lot."
"If you miss me, then come back to visit me and your father often," Tangning instructed. "If I don't see you all year round, how am I supposed to feel at ease?"
"From now on, report to your mother once a month," Mo Ting ordered.
"OK, Dad."
"Brother Two, you're so useless. Why are you so obsessed with being a physics teacher?" Mo Ziyan had inherited her parents' good genes. Not only was she pretty, she also had long legs.
"I think a normal life like that is quite good," Mo Zichen replied. "Plus, I've been thinking about getting a girlfriend lately. When the time comes, I'll bring her home for you guys to see."
"Brother Two, let me tell you, there aren't many people in Beijing that are compatible with a family like ours," Mo Ziyan humphed. "If you want to be my sister-in-law, you'll need our entire family's approval."
"You're smart," Mo Zichen laughed as he patted Mo Ziyan on the head.
"Brother Two, you're the smartest. Look at me, I never ask Big Brother for help. He'll just use his fists. But, you're different. You need to protect me," Mo Ziyan said as she placed her head on Mo Zichen's shoulder.
"OK."
"By the way, don't you want Sister Cai? Sister Cai likes you the most. "
The Sister Cai that Mo Ziyan mentioned was the old Little Eggshell, Nangong Cai.
After all these years, she had always liked the two brothers, but Mo Zichen had always avoided her. Firstly, he didn't like them, and secondly, he knew that Mo Zixi and Big Brother both liked Nangong Cai.
He didn't want to compete with Big Brother.
"If I get a chance in the future, I'll bring my girlfriend home so you can meet her."
"What do you mean by 'if I get a chance'? That's a must!"
Mo Zichen had mixed feelings during the meal. But, a moment later, he received a phone call.
As soon as Mo Ziyan saw him pull out his phone, she scoffed, "Why are you so busy as a teacher these days?"
"Dad, Mom …"
"That's enough, you guys eat. I'll walk him out," Tangning said as she stood up and walked Mo Zichen to the front door.
Seeing how the tiny tot from before had grown up, Tangning sighed.
"Zichen, others may not know, but you can't hide it from Mom. Mommy won't ask about your real identity, but you must promise me to be careful. My son can't be lost for no reason."
Mo Zichen did not say a word. He simply hugged his mother, "I know, Mommy."
"Go."
A man's ambition is to travel the world.
Tangning had said a long time ago that she wasn't going to force the kids to choose a career or choose a partner. As long as they felt comfortable, it was fine.
But Mo Zichen...
Thinking of this, she let out a sigh. Mo Zichen had always been smart and quick-witted since he was young. She didn't believe that Mo Zichen would waste his talent and become a physics teacher.
As expected, after leaving Hyatt Regency, Mo Zichen took off his glasses, rode his motorcycle from his apartment and headed straight for the meeting place.
Being a physics teacher was just a cover. His real identity was a spy from the National Security Agency.
Because he was too smart, he was recruited into the State Security when he was still in university. He worked as a logistics officer and then as an intelligence officer.
Physics teacher was just a cover for his identity.
It made it easier for him to go out and do field work at any time...
The mission that he received today was to determine if a professor from a certain university was doing sensitive work that could threaten national security.
The entire family had no idea that he worked for the National Security Agency because he had signed a confidentiality agreement.
But, how could someone as sensitive as Tangning not notice that her son was hiding something?
The Mo Zichen that was on a mission was a completely different person. He wore a leather jacket and rode a motorcycle, looking extremely manly. But, when it came to fighting skills, even Mo Zixi from a military school was no match for him. After all, he was too smart.
After completing his mission, he returned to his apartment to get changed and returned to school. Everything was perfect.
At this time, he finally saw the message that Qian Lan had sent him.
As an intelligence officer, he had many identities and a lot of skills that allowed him to trace back 18 generations of Qian Lan's family. But, he did not do so. Perhaps, it was because he felt like there was a mystery around Qian Lan that he couldn't understand.
So, he simply replied, "I'm asleep..."
How did you reply to messages when you were asleep?
Qian Lan couldn't help but laugh.
"There's a movie tomorrow night. Are you free? I've looked at your schedule, you don't have any classes. "
"Uh huh, as you said, I don't have any classes. So, I'll leave it up to you."
How could two rather boring people find each other interesting?
This was also a very strange experience.
The next night, Mo Zichen did not wear a black suit. Instead, he wore a brown jacket. This made Qian Lan feel extremely mesmerized by him.
"It's a shame that you're not a model."
Mo Ting and Tangning had strong genes, so Mo Zichen naturally inherited their good tradition.
"But, I have a feeling that you look a lot like a famous person."
"Is that so?" Mo Zichen replied vaguely. He was simply a terminator.
But, Qian Lan did not look down on him. She simply smiled, "Do you like to watch detective films?"
"They're not bad," Mo Zichen replied. "I've seen a few."
But, they were all nonsense!
"That's good. I was just worried that you wouldn't like them," Qian Lan gave in to Mo Zichen's feelings.
Mo Zichen smiled and shook his head. Like this, the two women entered the theater side by side and sat peacefully together.
From time to time, Qian Lan would turn her head to look at Mo Zichen. Mo Zichen's side profile was even more charming than his front profile.
"You seem to be cold and indifferent all the time. You seem to be very restrained in everything."
"Perhaps it's because I'm not used to interacting with the opposite sex," Mo Zichen explained.
"Do you think I'm boring?"
"Actually, I'm also a boring person," Mo Zichen replied. "The students love my classes, but they don't like to listen to me. All they like to do is stare at me."
"That's because you're good-looking." Qian Lan couldn't help but laugh. She could feel Mo Zichen's cute side. "Let's keep in touch from now on. I actually quite like you as a friend."
"It's rare for someone to like me."
Mo Zichen was speaking the truth. Because of his job as a secret, he didn't have much contact with others. As a result, he was cold towards everything, so he didn't have any friends.
Was Qian Lan an exception?
For some reason, he didn't dislike Qian Lan. It was a strange feeling.
A smart person's brain was useful and a smart person's eyes were naturally unique! This was something that he never doubted himself.
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