Chapter: 3017
Ling Mofeng went home to do the ideological work of the elders of the Ling family. Of course, he knew that the elders would definitely not really talk to him about their thoughts. Maybe they still hope to have a boy.
Some time ago, Lan Yanxi often came forward to participate in some important affairs, such as education and environmental protection. She has participated in both education and environmental protection. She has a very positive image. It is a charity established by the Lan family. Later, an education fund was allocated, which was well received by the general public. I feel that Lan Yanxi knows how to think for the country and the people at a young age. forward.
Now, Lan Yanxi's month is old, and it's not convenient for her to move around anymore, so her basic range of activities is reduced at home.
She propped her chin up, and while eating the fruit, she looked at the snowflakes outside the window, piece by piece. When she was bored, she even counted them, but in the end she lost count and her mind was confused, so she had to give up.
The little guy in the belly is very active, and if something goes wrong, he will kick her twice, sometimes it's like punching her, punching left and right, very happy.
Lan Yanxi reached out and touched her belly, and the due date was two months away. She was afraid and looked forward to it.
In fact, she had a chance to take a picture of whether she was pregnant with a boy or a girl, but she never asked the doctor to tell her, and the doctor didn't tell her either. She could only wait for the moment when the baby was actually born.
Ling Mofeng is still very busy with work, and the time for business trips is sometimes very long. Under his governance, the country has obviously improved a lot, which shows that he is capable and has been recognized by most people.
However, she also secretly heard many people criticizing him, because if the country is to be governed fundamentally, the interests and fundamentals of some people will definitely be shaken.
Every time Lan Yanxi hears these negative voices, her mood picks up.
Because of Ling Mofeng's special work, it is inevitable that he will set up some invisible enemies for herself. She is still very afraid. Sometimes when he comes back late at night, she will be worried, and will always pay attention to various news.
However, Lan Yanxi also believes that Ling Mofeng has the ability to protect herself. Perhaps, she can only live with peace of mind if she chooses to trust him.
Ling Mofeng was sitting in the office. The country has become more peaceful recently, and his workload has become less heavy. However, his tense nerves dare not relax.
There was a knock on the door of the office, and Chu Lie walked in quickly, with a solemn expression, even very angry.
"Sir, someone sent something to the office, I think you should take a look." Chu Lie came over with a box in his hand.
Ling Mofeng's expression sank, he reached out to take it, and asked, "What is this?"
"Here are some photos of dead babies, and there is another photo that blasphemed my wife. Sir, there must be someone who is tired of life and wants to die." Chu Lie was really angry, and he wanted to catch that person immediately.
Ling Mofeng's handsome face froze in an instant. He reached out and took out the photos. There were three photos of some dead babies who didn't know who took them from where. They looked distressing and angry. In the last one, someone unexpectedly put Lan Yanxi's photo on a woman with nothing covering her body. The visual impact was really shocking.
Ling Mofeng angrily tore those photos into pieces, stood up abruptly, slapped his hands on the desk, and gritted his teeth bitterly: "We must find out this person, don't let him go."
Ling Mofeng knew that he had touched the cakes of many people recently. Some of those people were deeply entrenched, and some were tyrants. The reform and rectification proposed by Ling Mofeng touched the interests of most of them. Therefore, some people were dissatisfied and secretly rectified these disgusting deeds.
"Please don't worry, sir. Someone has been sent to investigate, and he will definitely not be let go. It's simply hateful." Chu Lie also felt extremely annoyed. I really don't know if these people have a brain hole, and they have come up with such a ridiculous thing.
"I'll go home early today. Here, let the vice president take care of it." After Ling Mofeng finished speaking, he took his coat, put it on, and walked out the door.
Since someone sent these things here, he was also worried that someone would send them to his home. Although the defense there was very strict, there was no guarantee that some people would be able to reach in, and it was not foolproof.
"Okay, I'll go back with my husband first." Now that the dark forces have fueled another wave, Chu Lie is still very worried about Ling Mofeng's safety, so he has to personally escort him.
"Okay." Ling Mofeng nodded.
At this moment, outside the gate of the Presidential Palace, there was a black unlicensed motorcycle passing by at high speed, a black bag was thrown down, and the guards at the gate quickly stepped forward to check.
Something fell from the black bag, but it was not a bomb or something lethal. It was just a few photos, and the guards became nervous. Seeing those photos, their expressions were very solemn, and they immediately called Chu Lie, because Chu Lie is the person in charge of the security of the presidential palace.
Chu Lie was sitting with Ling Mofeng in the car going home at the moment. After receiving the call, he immediately reported to Ling Mofeng. Ling Mofeng ordered that those things should not be brought in, and Lan Yanxi could not see them.
At this moment, Lan Yanxi was sitting in front of the computer and was watching a documentary about the development of some early countries. In order to get closer to Ling Mofeng in terms of knowledge, Lan Yanxi became more interested in some national affairs, but at this moment, her computer was suddenly dark.
"Ah!" Lan Yanxi screamed, and the whole person backed away in fright. JrNovels.com