Lan Yanxi stood up a little embarrassed, looked at him with beautiful eyes, and whispered: "What's the matter? You need to come here in person."

"Important thing!" The man smiled and lowered his voice a little.

Lan Yanxi froze for a moment, then felt the man's big palm stretched out, she stretched out her hand subconsciously, and was held tightly by him.

"I want to take you to a place." Ling Mofeng said with a chuckle.

"Where?" Lan Yanxi looked curious.

"You'll know when you get there." Ling Mofeng took her little hand and went down to the underground parking lot. This is Ling Mofeng's special passageway, and the defense is strictly non-party. When she got into the car, Lan Yanxi was still in a circled state.

The car drove out of the avenue, and Lan Yanxi found that the car Ling Mofeng took today was not his usual special car, but a very ordinary commercial vehicle. Of course, in order to ensure his safety, there were still many protection vehicles in front and back.

Lan Yanxi was even more surprised when she watched the car driving in the traffic.

"Where are you going? Tell me quickly, otherwise, I will be uneasy." Lan Yanxi urged him.

Ling Mofeng sighed, and then answered her with a smile: "Okay, let's not keep it secret, I will take you to a temple."

"Why are you going to the temple? Is it an important festival today?" Lan Yanxi immediately searched in her mind.

"No, it's just that I don't have many schedules for the afternoon, so I want to take some time to take you to make a wish." Ling Mofeng gently smoothed the hair beside her ear.

"Ah?" Lan Yanxi couldn't believe it, and then she grabbed his arm: "Don't you believe in ghosts and gods? Why are you still thinking about making a wish?"

"Looking at these things with a trace of awe is also a kind of admiration for the world. I don't know if it will be effective, but isn't there a saying? Sincerity leads to success, we go with sincerity, and it will definitely work. " Ling Mofeng said softly.

Lan Yanxi laughed happily, and asked a realist to beg the blessing of the gods, which shows that he is indeed sincere.

"Okay!" Lan Yanxi nodded softly.

Ling Mofeng put his fingers on the long hair on her back, and kissed her forehead with thin lips: "Yanxi, I know you are a little anxious, but we can't be in a hurry about the child, it needs fate."

"I'm not in a hurry!" Lan Yanxi insisted.

"Really? That night..."

"Don't say anything!" A small hand immediately reached out and pressed against his thin lips: "Don't say a single word."

The man smiled lowly, looking in a good mood.

Lan Yanxi glared at him sullenly. Is this man going to make a wish because of himself?

What a shame.

This is a very famous ancient temple. It is located in the area of ??Zhongling Yuxiu, surrounded by pleasant scenery. Since it is now afternoon, there are many fewer believers who come to burn incense and worship Buddha. Only a few couples are burning incense.

Lan Yanxi smelled the scent of burning sesame oil through the car window, and she couldn't help taking two deep breaths.

"Let's go!" Ling Mofeng pushed the car door, walked down, turned around, and stretched out his hand to her.

Lan Yanxi put his hand in his palm, and he clenched it tightly. There were several cars behind him, and all the bodyguards came down, but they didn't approach, but they just guarded against the movement around them.

Ling Mofeng took Lan Yanxi's hand and stepped into the temple. In the spacious hall, there were two couples. They turned around and saw Ling Mofeng and Lan Yanxi, with surprised expressions.

"Is it really Mr. President? He brought his wife here to offer incense?"

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