Chapter 1670 Sudden Farewell

Zhang Luyao came from behind, speeding up Mu Weicheng's pace. His expression was tense, and a hint of depression flashed in his eyes.

This is his taboo topic, he doesn't want to listen to it, and he doesn't want to think about it.

I used to think that love was a matter between two people, but now I realize that it is a major event between two families and still a family.

Why can't we just marry each other because of love, and the world is obstructed, making the steps closer become heavy.

Zhang Luyao was so angry that she stamped her feet. How could Mu Weicheng not listen to his advice? He was walking into the mud, and he was getting deeper and deeper, and it would kill him.

Ling Nuannuan participated in the debate competition held by the school at around 5 o'clock in the afternoon and won the second place. This also gave the class a good face. Her tutor was very happy and hoped that Ling Nuannuan would continue to work hard, because Ling Nuannuan's grades were considered top-notch in the whole class, which made her teacher see hope.

Ling Nuannuan had average grades in her previous school, and came here and became an excellent student. This sense of superiority made Ling Nuannuan happy. Sure enough, whether a person is excellent or not depends on his companions to set off.

Mu Weicheng would have been present in Ling Nuannuan's debate, but for some reason, Mu Weicheng was absent. Ling Nuannuan looked at the position with his famous brand and was seated by another teacher. She felt empty. Didn't he promise her that she would come?

After the end, Ling Nuannuan awarded the award and ran out. She took out her cell phone and called Mu Weicheng's phone number.

No one answered Mu Weicheng's cell phone, and Ling Nuannuan's heart became even more anxious.

"What's going on? Have you stopped answering the phone?" Ling Nuannuan pouted her mouth, full of disappointment.

At this moment, it was past seven o'clock in the evening, and the driver was waiting for her. After Ling Nuannuan got in the car, she immediately asked the driver to take her to Mu Weicheng's private apartment.

"Miss, you haven't eaten dinner yet." The driver asked her with concern.

"I'm not hungry, wait for me a while and I'll get out immediately." Ling Nuannuan finished speaking, then pulled her legs and ran into the community.

When she stood at the door of Mu Weicheng's house, she knocked on the door vigorously.

After a while, the door opened and Mu Weicheng stood at the door. Ling Nuannuan smelled cigarettes and alcohol from him.

"Mu Weicheng, what's wrong with you?" Ling Nuannuan's eyes were surprised. The man didn't turn on the light, but drank wine and smoked, and his body was covered with a layer of desolation.

"My uncle is dead!" Mu Weicheng's voice was extremely dumb.

"Ah?" Ling Nuannuan's brain suddenly turned blank. She didn't expect such a thing to happen. She couldn't help but feel nervous: "Is he sick?"

"I'm in a bad mood today, you go back." After Mu Weicheng finished playing the ball in the afternoon, he suddenly received a call. His uncle died in prison and his heart attack suddenly passed away.

Ling Nuannuan saw that he was so sad, so she was reluctant to leave. She stood at the door motionless, looking at him with beautiful eyes full of worry: "Mu Weicheng, I don't know how to comfort others, but I still hope you can mourn."

Mu Weicheng stared at her, and the light in his eyes was complicated.

"Your brother has issued the transfer order. I will return to the base next Monday. Nuannuan. The time left for us is too short. Maybe this is our destiny..."

"No!" Ling Nuannuan's eyes became inexplicably hot when she heard his words, and she rushed over in an instant. She hugged him tightly with her hands, her face pressed against his chest, and tears instantly slid down: "I told my brother not to transfer you away, don't leave."

Mu Weicheng looked down at the girl who was crying like rain in his arms, and felt uncomfortable as if he was cut by a knife.

"It is my duty to obey the orders of superiors." Mu Weicheng said in a low voice.

"I can go and beg my brother, my brother will definitely agree to me. I won't let you go." Ling Nuannuan didn't know how many more three years she and Mu Weicheng could miss, but her lovesickness had long been flooding.

"No, don't do this, don't make your elder brother embarrassed." Mu Weicheng then froze his hands and gently hugged her.

"My elder brother is the most pampering me. He will definitely promise you to stay. He will." Ling Nuannuan didn't expect to face separation so soon. She was really reluctant and uncomfortable.

"I don't want you to do this, you will make your elder brother embarrassed. Moreover, if you let him know about our relationship now and the time is not right, my uncle just left, I can't introduce you to my relatives and friends now. Nuannuan, can we wait a little longer?" Mu Weicheng advised in a low voice.

Ling Nuannuan closed her eyes and shed tears even more fiercely.

She knew it would not be so easy to be with him, but she didn't expect that everything would get together, and it would be so difficult to have a peaceful and stable love.

"Why have to wait again? How long do you have to wait? Can you give me a deadline?" Ling Nuannuan took a step back from his arms, with tears in her eyes, and asked him with infinite sadness: "One year, or two years? Or more?"

Mu Weicheng's heart was about to break when he looked at her crying look.

"I can't give you a definite answer, but it's certainly not now. I don't want you to bear these injuries." Mu Weicheng took care of it and would always bring her a spiritual blow. Will the people of the Mu family accept her? Unless he wants to break off relations with the entire Mu family.

"I'm not afraid of being hurt, I'm afraid you will leave me." Ling Nuannuan had been training very strongly in her heart. She was really not afraid of wind and rain. She just wanted to live such a simple life with him. Even if she was running together in the morning and eating the dinner he made, she didn't need deeper communication, but just wanted daily warmth. Isn't it a luxury to be?

"When I finish my uncle's funeral, I will report to the base. I will come back from vacation to find you. I will not hide from you for a year or two in the future. We can call and send letters. As long as you miss me, there are many ways to contact me unless I am on a mission and cannot respond to you in time." Mu Weicheng will no longer let her wait for a long time, and he is reluctant to let her miss her.

"Really?" Ling Nuannuan's sadness stopped instantly, and her beautiful eyes widened in surprise: "As long as I miss you, can I call you? You will not avoid me anymore?"

"No, because you are already an adult." Mu Weicheng gently touched her long hair: "In the past, I was not afraid of you, but I was afraid that I would not be able to control myself. Now I can't. We can contact each other like all lovers."

Ling Nuannuan burst into tears and smiled. She reached out and clenched her fist, and punched him lightly in the chest: "Then I'm sure. As long as I can contact you, I'm not afraid of wherever you go. You are a kite, I'm the one holding the string. I'm not afraid that you will fly far."

"Well, I can't fly out of your palm, so this time, there is no need for sadness, but we each return to our own position. You study hard, I work hard, and one day we will meet at the most suitable time." Mu Weicheng's deep eyes were full of reluctance, but he was a man. When he said parting, he should comfort her, instead of letting her feel insecure in sorrow.

"Well, I understand. Since this is not a good time for love, I won't make you embarrassed. I don't know what to say about your uncle. As a member of the Mu family, you should handle it well. I'll leave first. Don't be too sad, pay attention to your health." Ling Nuannuan's heart finally calmed down. She took a deep breath, forced a smile, and waved goodbye to him.

Mu Weicheng stood at the door, watching her pretty figure disappear into the elevator, her heart empty, as if someone had picked her heart off. Although the heart was still beating, it was in a mess.

Ling Nuannuan sat back in the car. She turned on her phone and saw the latest and most authoritative news report that the former president died of illness.

Ling Nuannuan was in a complicated mood, not knowing whether to be happy or sad. The old president did evil and deserved punishment. Birth, old age, sickness and death are the norm. His death may only make those who care about him sad.

Vice Presidential Palace!

The lights in the living room were on, and the table was just eaten. Lan Yanxi sat in front of the table, Ling Mofeng took off his coat and was cleaning up the table.

"The old president died of illness." Ling Mofeng suddenly spoke.

Lan Yanxi's eyes looked surprised: "When did it happen?"

"Around 6:00 this afternoon, my heart attack occurred and the rescue was ineffective." Ling Mofeng stopped his hand and supported his hands on the table: "I may face criticism when he passed away at this time."
Chapter completed!