The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

Even Ji Cheng could recognize this voice, it was extremely ear-piercing.

His eyes tightened instantly, and a cold breath exuded from his whole body.

Han Mo didn't know Ji Cheng's expression change at this time, he was startled when he heard the old housekeeper's voice, and quickly pushed Ji Cheng away.

Ji Cheng was not angry, he sat up straight and stared coldly at the blond old man standing outside.

He was wearing a deacon uniform and a single piece of gold-rimmed glasses with a chain. Although he looked over 60, he was tall and strong. Full of deterrence.

The adjutant who took a few glances swallowed his saliva, I'll go, this old man looks so fierce, he feels like he can kill a monster with one fist.

The adjutant had seen too many retired people, but none of them were as intimidating as the old butler, as if he had carried hundreds of lives on his back, with a little darkness.

"The old slave should have told you that you are the one who wants to go back to the old house with the housekeeper, even if you meet dubious people on the way, you don't need to pay attention."

The old butler Uncle Da's voice rose a little, and the coldness in his eyes also rose accordingly.

Isn't this old man too much? What kind of dubious person, haven't you seen our general in military uniform?

The adjutant got angry, and quickly turned to look at Ji Cheng in the back seat.

He thought Ji Cheng would be angry, but Ji Cheng seemed to know that Uncle Da would say this, and ignored Uncle Da. He calmly raised his hand to stroke Han Mo's face and said, "I'll come to pick you up tomorrow, don't just answer the phone."

Han Mo looked at Ji Cheng in embarrassment, and finally looked at Uncle Da outside the station in a panic.

"I don't know what you want to do, but Uncle Da is different from ordinary housekeepers, you'd better not make Uncle Da angry." Han Mo lowered his voice and told Ji Cheng.

"I know."

Ji Cheng's voice was indifferent.

Han Mo was taken aback, and looked at Ji Cheng in astonishment.

Sure enough, Ji Cheng not only knew me but also Uncle Da, so was Uncle Da lying about my car accident 11 years ago?

Han Mo's mind was in a mess and still hurting, every time he tried to forcefully think of something, his head would hurt like it was going to explode.

"Don't force yourself."

Ji Cheng couldn't bear Han Mo's pain, so he took off Han Mo's hand holding his forehead, and held it quietly.

He wanted to stay by Han Mo's side all the time, but Uncle Da outside was looking at him, and he didn't have much time to be alone with Han Mo.

Han Mo wanted to know what happened, but Uncle Dada didn't dare to ask Ji Cheng.

Ever since Han Mo became sensible, Uncle Da has always served him by his side. Although Uncle Da is usually gentle with him and smiles at him, most of the time he is very serious.

"It's time for you to go inside."

Uncle Da outside made a sound, blunt and irresistible.

Han Mo quickly took his hand out of Ji Cheng's palm and got out of the car in a hurry.

Standing in front of Uncle Da, he bowed his head tightly like a child who did something wrong.

Uncle Da didn't speak, he pulled Han Mo into the big iron gate, and immediately ordered the guards to close the gate.

Watching Han Mo being taken away again, Ji Cheng clenched his fists so hard that his nails pierced his skin.

What's going on, how do you feel that the general knows that old man?

The adjutant who observed Ji Cheng's expression scratched his head in doubt.

The general looked at his sister-in-law in a strange way, as if it was not the first time he saw her.

Is it possible that I knew my sister-in-law since I was born?

The adjutant scratched his face and muttered while thinking.

Ah, I'm so annoying, my sister-in-law is about to get it, why is she gone like this!

The adjutant scratched his head frantically, and the sister-in-law who got it just flew away.

The frantic adjutant cleared his throat, glanced at Ji Cheng and asked, "Cough that general, do we want to go back?"

Ji Cheng didn't answer, just looked at the big iron gate of the Han family.

The adjutant sighed and could only sit with Ji Cheng.

Han Mo, who entered the villa, walked behind Uncle Da and dared not speak, but lowered his head silently.

Uncle Da at the front stopped suddenly, turned around and looked at Han Mo's strict warning, "Those people will find you soon, and even kill you, how can you feel like being led by the nose by men at this time? "

"I just ran into him at the Shen family's birthday party, and he kindly sent me back, that's all." Han Mo looked up and answered Uncle Da, worried that Uncle Da would make trouble for Ji Cheng.

Uncle Da didn't speak. He watched Han Mo grow up. Can he not tell if Han Mo is lying?

"Then what did Ji Cheng tell you?"

When Ji Cheng was mentioned, Uncle Da's voice was very cold, even annoying.

"What do you want him to tell me?"

Han Mo asked back, which can be regarded as forced questioning.

Uncle Da didn't answer, but just told Han Mo, "No matter how high Ji Cheng's status is now, he is not immortal. You know better than the old slave that those people dare to kill anyone in order to get rid of your blood. Don't kill innocent people. It’s better for people to get involved.”

Uncle Da left after speaking, letting Han Mo think clearly.

Han Mo clenched his fists and said nothing, as if he couldn't refute Uncle Da's words.

He glanced out the window, saw that Ji Cheng's car was still in a sudden feeling of reluctance, and wanted to follow Ji Cheng.