Chapter 1147

At 2:30 in the morning, the heroine was put on the bed. He took care of her, undressed her, helped her change her pajamas, and soaked her feet. Finally, he put her in the bed and covered her with quilts.

Well, as soon as the heroine arrives at her man's side, she is beaten back to her original form and can only be a beloved little girl.

The cold wind outside the window, Gu Jingxing turned off the lamp at the head of the bed, bent down and gently printed a kiss on her mouth: "good night, my little girl."

How can he endure his days in the future more than half a year.

The next morning, in the mayor's office, Secretary Dong handed over the documents to Tang Qingru, reporting: "Sir, your announcement of joining the cabinet has been drawn up. Mr. President means that before the lunar new year, you will be asked to leave for Kyoto, where you will meet with various political media. In addition, there will be news articles. Now, everything should be ready..."

Tang Qingru drooped his eyes, picked up the document covered with the red chapter, and looked at it carefully: "well, I know. I used to live in the house, get rid of it for me."

"Sir, this is..."

"After going to Kyoto, I will come back in half a month."

Secretary Dong carefully said, "is it for song ran and Miss Song Xuan?"

Tang Qingru sighed: "originally, the child's heart is far away from me. If I go north again and never come back, do I still have the possibility of recognizing my daughter in this life?"

"Yes, sir. I've always had someone take care of your house over there. It's very clean. The plants and trees are well kept. You can come back any time you want."

Tang Qingru nodded: "well, you are very meticulous."

Another way: "tomorrow to the Song family."

"Sir, are you going to see song ran and song Xuan? They... "

Tang Qingru squeezed out a smile: "I'll look at them at the door."

"Yes, sir. I'll change my car."

The next day, the weather was still warm, the sun was warm and there was no wind. A black car stopped under the big tree not far from songjiayang house.

Song Guoqing played with his flowers and plants in the yard as usual. He found that now Song ran was like his little tail. Wherever he went, song ran liked to follow him.

Song Guoqing disliked his words and felt warm in his heart. He thought of his love for her when she was a child. He also remembered that after marrying Shen Mengfang, he did not care about his two children as much as before. He felt a bit guilty.

Tang Qingru looked at the man of his age in the yard, enjoying the happiness of his family. His two daughters seemed to be very filial to him. He only felt that his chest was stuffy and a little blocked. He did not admit that he was jealous of others.

The two daughters, who have been looking for more than ten years, actually live less than ten kilometers away from him. It may be that he did evil. God is punishing him.

The early winter sun, genially shining in the yard, the sunshine seems to have produced a dividing line, warmth is theirs, and he, nothing.

When he saw song ran glancing this way, Secretary Dong whispered, "Sir, Miss Song ran seems to have found the car. Shall we go?"

Tang Qingru was greedy for the picture of happy family and did not speak.

He saw song ran push open the iron gate of the courtyard and came out. Secretary Dong was even more flustered and cried in a low voice: "Sir, sir..."

When Tang Qingru came back to his mind, song ran had already come to the car. She reached out and knocked on the window