What Chen Mufeng said later was true, and he was not talking nonsense just to increase credibility. But as soon as he said it, he knew it was inappropriate, because the other person was not only the chief, but also the girl's father. As a parent, he carefully cared and raised her.
My treasure of more than ten years was suddenly robbed of the rights that belonged to me. It was an uncomfortable feeling to think about it.
Yao Zhiyuan really had mixed feelings in his heart. He knew that it was one thing for his ignorant and innocent daughter to have enlightenment, but when they both admitted the fact that they liked each other in person, it still made this battle-hardened lieutenant general feel a little bit disgusted.
The taste was not only sour, but also a bit astringent, but at the end it was slightly sweet. The indescribable feeling made him pause for a long time before saying: "You really like Xiaojing."
Chen Mufeng did not hesitate this time and nodded and admitted: "Yes, Chief, I like her."
Yao Zhiyuan's eyes flashed with admiration. Looking at Chen Mufeng who simply admitted his feelings, he asked again: "Then can you tell me three reasons why you like her..."
Three more reasons to like her?
Not only Chen Mufeng was stunned, but Yao Xiaojing at the door was also slightly startled. Her cheeks became a little hot, and she thought, Yao Zhiyuan must be crazy. Asking such a question, it would be better to kill them both with one knife. Although she thought so.
She thought, but in her heart she had a vague expectation for Chen Mufeng's answer. What would he say?
Before long, Chen Mufeng's magnetic voice came over, and he said calmly: "Be kind and smart, and be strong and perseverant. The last reason, and the most important one - is that she can give me a sense of happiness."
Yao Zhiyuan pondered for a long time and then asked: "What about her three shortcomings? Can you also tell me about them."
Chen Mufeng smiled, faintly, and there was a hint of joy in his handsome eyebrows, as if he had thought of something funny.
"She... has many shortcomings. She is unruly, willful, sometimes cold-blooded, and even has a tendency to self-abuse. The most important thing is her." Chen Mufeng pointed to his head with a smile: "There are always countless
No one can imagine what shocking ideas she will burst out from here in the next second."
Yao Zhiyuan's serious expression was quite scary. He stared at Chen Mufeng with a sullen face for 7 or 8 seconds. Suddenly, the lieutenant general broke through: "Haha...hahaha...you...
Young man, you are very insightful. My daughter, you hit the point... Hahaha. Well said, well said..." Yao Zhiyuan patted his thigh, stood up from the chair, and spun around in circles.
Ah.
Yang Wenjun heard the commotion and poked his head in from outside: "Chief of Staff, what happened?"
Yao Zhiyuan pointed at Chen Mufeng and laughed and said, "He is the one who dares to speak ill of Xiaojing."
When Yang Wenjun heard this, he became anxious. He walked over quickly and patted Chen Mufeng: "Why are you still stupid? Hurry up and admit your mistake to the commander." He expressed his concern for the young and outstanding military cadets. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and military cadets are clearly not afraid of tigers.
You know, the chief of staff carried his own daughter like a treasure. He was like plucking the hair from a tiger. Seeing how angry the chief of staff was, he just laughed.
Chen Mufeng stood up and saluted Yao Zhiyuan: "Chief, I'm sorry. I said too much."
Yao Zhiyuan's smile did not fade. His eyes swept over his daughter who was peeping through the crack in the door, and slowly stopped at Chen Mufeng's handsome face with strong lines: "Haha, Chen Mufeng, right?"
"Yes, Chief."
"Well done. There are not many young people who dare to tell the truth these days. I admire you." Yao Zhiyuan extended his thumb and gestured.
"Thank you, chief."
"That's the end of Xiaojing's matter. I have learned the truth from my daughter, and the misunderstanding about you has been eliminated. You don't have to worry about being punished. You can go back and continue your studies."
Chen Mufeng looked past Yao Zhiyuan with a complicated expression and said, "Chief, you won't blame her for this. In fact, she is a very insecure girl. She likes to go to extremes, but she definitely has no bad intentions."
Yao Zhiyuan glared at him: "That's enough... I know how to educate my daughter."
Chen Mufeng stopped talking.
Yao Zhiyuan waved his hand and said: "Okay, go to the military academy. I will say hello to Principal Qin. You can go back to class without worry."
"Yes, thank you, chief!" Chen Mufeng breathed a sigh of relief, saluted and prepared to leave.
Yao Zhiyuan suddenly thought of something and called him: "Chen Mufeng, are you going to participate in the military exercise in three days?"
Chen Mufeng stood at attention and replied: "Report to the leader, if you don't punish me, I will definitely participate."
Yao Zhiyuan laughed. He pointed in Chen Mufeng's direction with his hand and scolded: "You bastard, you still know how to threaten me. Okay, go back and prepare. We will see you on the battlefield."
Chen Mufeng felt excited, raised his hands in salute, and strode away.
Yang Wenjun sent him out, but Yao Xiaojing followed him out of the lounge. She didn't seem to intend to talk to Yao Zhiyuan, and walked straight towards the door.
Yao Zhiyuan shouted from behind: "Xiaojing, dad hasn't talked to you yet...Xiaojing, where are you going...let Xiao Yang see you off...ah..." With a bang, the door was closed.
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Yao Zhiyuan put down the things in his hands in disappointment and sighed: "Ghost girl... she knows how to treat you and me."
Downstairs of the office, Yao Xiaojing limped and jumped to catch up with the two military green figures in front.
"Chen Mufeng, wait a minute." She gasped lightly, sweating on her forehead, and stopped the two of them.
Chen Mufeng looked at her in surprise, thinking that he was hallucinating before his eyes, and did not react for a while.
When Yang Wenjun saw that it was Yao Xiaojing, he smiled and greeted without much surprise: "Xiaojing, we won't be waiting much longer."
"Well, Uncle Yang, I have something to do with Chen Mufeng."
Yang Wenjun looked at her and then at Chen Mufeng, and said clearly: "It's okay to talk... Then why don't you send a car to take you off?"
"No, Uncle Yang, I'll go with him." She pointed at the red epaulette with a stiff expression.
"Okay, Chen Mufeng, you must send Xiaojing back to the military area's family home safely."
"Yes, chief." Chen Mufeng glanced at Yao Xiaojing and agreed.
Just as Yang Wenjun was about to leave, Yao Xiaojing stopped him with an awkward expression: "Uncle Yang, he may have a stomach problem. Can you ask the military doctor to come and take a look at him?"
Yang Wenjun was stunned. Thinking of who he was in her mouth, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. The chief of staff had a stomach problem, how could he not know?
"Okay, I'll do it when I get back..." Yang Wenjun waved to them and quickly returned to the agency building with a cautious expression. The exercise began immediately, and the chief of staff's health was his first priority.