Chapter 29： The president is cool and handsome (29)

During this period, I went to a psychiatrist to conduct an examination and identification on Murong Ling, and the results given surprised everyone.

Murong Ling lost her memory, not because of brain damage, but because of her second personality after the car accident.

Simply put, it is precise.

Since it is fine points, the main character will always appear.

After Murong Ling was discharged from the hospital, she was unwilling to return to Murong Villa, and insisted on going to Liang Yu's house, so Liang Yu had to take him to the apartment where he lived alone.

On the morning of the third day, Murong Ling's main character returned.

Early in the morning, Liang Yu was kicked out of bed.

"Murong Ling! This is my mother's house!"

Liang Yu jumped up in a rage, tugged at the big pants that were slipping down, and stared at the cold-looking man on the bed, "Last night you were begging me to do it, but today you've turned your face and don't recognize anyone? Do you want to be used to what you owe you in your last life? If you want to kick it, I will kick you too, so give it to me immediately!!"

I knew he was going to turn his face when he woke up.

Liang Yu's face was also ugly.

Murong Ling's face was tense, and her eyes were frosty.

He put on his clothes expressionlessly, and slammed the door away.

Liang Yu kicked the door angrily.

Murong Ling returned to the Murong Villa with a cold face. When everyone saw him coming back, they all showed strange eyes. The little bun jumped up and hugged his thigh, "Dad, you are not bad at Uncle Liang's house!"

Murong Ling's face became even colder.

He tried to suppress the ups and downs.

"Ozawa, don't mention him in front of dad in the future..." Murong Ling reminded her son, **** Liang Yu, now that he is fine, the whole family will know that he is fine.

"Dad, have you quarreled again?" the little bun asked with a wink.

Murong Ling was speechless for a while.

There was no quarrel at all, he was kicked out directly by Liang Yu.

Well, he didn't really want to live in his house either.

Murong Ling didn't want to answer her son's question.

So he can only avoid it, and now he just wants to find the **** murderer, otherwise he won't be so stupid again and again.

Just as he had just returned from his forefoot, in the afternoon, he suddenly received a courier.

Inside was a document and a large stack of photographs.

There is also a folded note.

As soon as it was opened, Murong Ling's brows jumped fiercely.

"Murong Ling, inside is the evidence that Tang Yuan bought the murderer twice to deal with you, and the evidence of the old case of killing a female student in the past. The latter thing is from his son's mouth. I can't think of any other economic crime evidence. You need me to collect it for you, and I'll pay off what I owe you... Murong Ling, I won't play with you anymore, goodbye!"

Seeing the word goodbye, Murong Ling clearly felt her heart twitch.

I don't know if it is the sequelae left by my second personality.

Just seeing the arrogant big characters on the paper, the feeling of his heart tightening made him irritable, and he slammed the paper into a ball.

Just go, who cares?

He grabbed the photos on the table and looked at them one by one, his face changed a little bit.

Tang Yuan, this time he wants to let him go to the bottom of the prison!

With the information provided by Liang Yu and what Murong Ling investigated by himself, he finally sent the materials to the court to prosecute Tang Yuan, and also helped to find out the family of the female student who was killed ten years ago.

The burial place of the female student was also found.

Although I don't know how he found it, these are things that the young master of the Tang family does not know.

Tang Yuan was arrested and charged with several crimes, and Tang's stock plummeted.

This mortal enemy who always liked to play **** to him was finally brought down, but Murong Ling did not feel relieved, instead, his heart was empty.

Sophie resigned voluntarily a few days ago.

Murong Ling didn't say anything, just approved it.

It was at this time that he finally understood that leaving Sophie was not because he still had a crush on her, but because he wanted to prove to Liang Yu that he liked a woman.

In the evening, when I got home from get off work to accompany my son, the little bun was watching cartoons in his arms, and inadvertently mentioned: "Dad, I heard Liang Xiaoye say that his second uncle has gone abroad..."

Murong Ling's hand that peeled the melon seeds stopped for a moment.

The little bun tore his hand away, grabbed the melon seeds from the palm of his hand and put them into his mouth.

Daddy's peeled melon seeds are the most fragrant!

Murong Ling rubbed his son's soft hair lightly, then grabbed the seeds and continued peeling them, but his movements were a little slower. It must have been his **** fine personality that affected him.

Heart is so empty and uncomfortable.

"Dad, you peel it so slowly, I'll do it myself." The little bun disliked his father's speed and arched in his arms.

Murong Ling's face was full of loneliness.

I used to come back from work and be satisfied with my son.

Now, having a son doesn't seem to be enough.

Murong Ling was absolutely reluctant to admit that she was thinking about that **** man.

But he also felt that he really should see him.

After all, he did himself a big favor, and he had to say thank you in person.

With this reason, the next day, Murong Ling asked Zhang Duo, his special assistant, to help him contact Liang Yu's brother, and learned about him from his brother's mouth.

He did leave home.

But instead of going abroad, he went to teach in the west.

Murong Ling couldn't connect this matter with that lecherous embryo.

But to meet Liang Yu, this has been arranged in his planned itinerary.

Tang Yuan was punished for several crimes, and a few days after he was sentenced to prison, Murong Ling took the plane to the west alone.

Liang Yu went to the west to support teaching, not because he suddenly had a high level of ideological awareness, but this was one of the major wishes of the original owner, who was a person who cared about education.

He thought that it was all right recently. When he stayed in the city and saw Murong Ling, he was annoyed, so he simply went out and stayed for a while.

So we came to the western mountains.

Fulfill the original owner's wishes.

The place where he is located is the poorest county in the country. Lijiagou is located in the deep mountains. There are dozens of students in the whole school. Just the first two teachers left, he replaced him.

Liang Yu stayed in this broken mountain village for half a year.

Gradually getting used to my identity as a teacher in the mountain village, I occasionally think of the romantic nights with the male protagonist.

In his free time, he likes to go fishing in the river.

This Sunday, Liang Yu went to the river again, set up the fishing rod, and lay down in the grass under the locust tree, squinting to enjoy the coolness.

There were footsteps on the side.

The old village chief's familiar loud voice sounded: "Mr. Liang! You didn't let me find it for a while, so you are fishing here! Your friends in the city are coming to see you..."

When Liang Yu opened his eyes lazily, he saw Murong Ling standing on the side, looking down at him with an unpredictable expression.

Liang Yu narrowed his eyes.

"Who am I supposed to be, it turns out to be President Murong. What a rare visitor, why did you come here?" He stood up slowly, looking at him with a half-smile, "Do you have something to say to me?"

Murong Ling frowned.

When the old village chief left, his face changed slightly.

Seeing Liang Yu's dignified smile, he felt a strange feeling in his heart, but he didn't say anything, just looked at him carefully.

After not seeing him for half a year, Liang Yu got a lot of tan.

The face that used to be white is now wheat-colored, and the naked upper body looks more muscular than before, but it adds a little more masculinity.

Liang Yu's eyes sparkled when he looked at him, and Murong Ling once again clearly felt the fluctuations in his heart because of him.

He clenched his fists sharply.