After receiving a call from Han Xin, Han Weizheng had just returned from a business trip. He was the secretary of the Liaojiang Provincial Party Committee. His trousers were stained with mud and his leather shoes were dirty. His wife came over to help him take the briefcase. As a result, she hung up the phone and said to his wife with a wry smile: "Madam Han, your eldest lady is invited, I have to go there immediately."

Mrs. Han said a little angrily, "This girl doesn't go home all day long. You just came back from a business trip and asked you to go there, but I really don't know how to feel sorry for her father."

Han Weizheng smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm not afraid of hard work. The responsibility I bear on my shoulders outside is the people of this province. When I get home, I will serve you mother and daughter."

Mrs. Han said: "But I have prepared all the meals in this house."

Han Weizheng smiled and said, "Then wait until I come back and eat. Otherwise, you can go with me too. Our daughter has nothing to eat, so let her set up another table for her."

Mrs. Han said: "Didn't you say before that you can't go to your daughter's place for dinner? You are afraid that the impact is bad, and you don't want to make a real difference. You say that your daughter's teahouse business is taken care of."

Han Weizheng smiled and said, "Yes, people's words are terrifying, but it's always okay for me, my father, to go to my daughter's place to have a meal. I don't think so much today, and don't you always want to see someone? You can meet today."

Mrs. Han was stunned at first, then immediately reacted and said, "Are you talking about the boy who caused our daughter to suffer from lovesickness?"

Han Weizheng smiled and said, "Look at you, you are excited again. We can't persuade you about your child, so let her go. The principle is almost done. Since your daughter has her own choice, she will bear it if she doesn't regret it in the future."

Mrs. Han was unhappy and glanced at Han Weizheng and said, "Are you still your father's biological son? You don't care about your own daughter's lifelong affairs?"

Han Weizheng smiled and sighed, "Do I don't want to care? But can I control it? I have said too much. We can't tie our daughter at home."

Mrs. Han was still quite encouraging, and Han Weizheng simply said, "Why don't you wait at home and I'll go to my daughter for dinner?"

"No, why don't you go? I gave birth to my daughter." Mrs. Han stopped talking and started to put on clothes.

Han Weizheng drove his black car and came to Wutong Lane Teahouse with his wife. The car was parked in the parking lot in front of the teahouse, and the two walked into the teahouse together.

The waiter in the teahouse naturally recognized Han Weizheng and his wife, and welcomed them respectfully and politely. He took them to the private room on the second floor to serve tea and water, and the waiter also went upstairs to invite Han Xin.

Dongdongdongdongdong...

When the room was knocked, Han Xin was lying lazily on Lin Kun's chest, her white fingers as white as jade were gently gestured on Lin Kun's chest. Her pretty face was flushed, and she looked moistened after a long drought and rain. She raised her head and stroked the black hair on her forehead, and said, "What's the matter?"

A respectful voice from the waiter came from outside the door, "Sister Han, Uncle Han and Aunt Han are waiting for you downstairs."

When Han Xin heard that his parents were coming, his expression on his face immediately became a little panicked and replied, "Okay, I'll go down right away."

The waiter retreated, and in the room, Han Xin quickly sat up, tidying up her messy hair, and looked at the time, saying, "Why is it so fast? An hour passed in just one hour? I can't let my mother see it, otherwise it would be so embarrassing."

Lin Kun sat up from the bed and said with a wry smile: "Chunxiao is worth a thousand gold at a moment. You are so shy now, just now..."

Bo!

Han Xin's two cherry red lips kissed Lin Kun directly, but her big watery eyes were full of threats. It was obvious that Lin Kun would not continue to say it, otherwise...

Her eyes slowly moved down, swept across his neck, and her flat and magnificent chest. Lin Kun was shocked and she felt cold. She quickly raised her hand to express something to say.

Han Xin let go of her lips, and Lin Kun immediately gasped, "Your father and your mother are downstairs. It was just an hour, if there was another hour, they..."

Before Lin Kun finished speaking, Han Xin immediately gave Lin Kun a blank look and cursed with a smile: "Seme, who said he wanted to have something to do with you?"

Lin Kun smiled bitterly. After a long time no see, this girl has become much more slippery. The girl has changed a lot. Look at her current appearance, it is impossible for her to become more beautiful, but she is becoming more and more petty. Will he be ruined in the future?

Han Weizheng and Mrs. Han were not polite and asked the waiter to give him a dinner. Whether Han Weizheng was Han Xin's father or the provincial party secretary, the waiter did not dare to neglect him and immediately went down to arrange the kitchen.

Han Xin and Lin Kun came down from the upper floor and saw Han Weizheng and his wife. Lin Kun stepped forward and said hello: "Hello Uncle Han, Auntie!"

Although Han Xin's mother had some slight words to Lin Kun in her heart, she did not show it on her face. As the wife of the provincial party secretary, she naturally had to have a corresponding foundation. Otherwise, she would have defeated the goblin woman next to Yu Zhijian's family and the good feng shui of his man.

Han Weizheng and his wife also greeted Lin Kun. Han Xin sat next to her mother, while Lin Kun sat next to Han Weizheng.

The food was served quickly. The kitchen of the teahouse generally did not cook much. Everyone came here to drink tea and rarely ate.

Han Xin and his daughter were whispering something. Han Weizheng smiled and said to Lin Kun: "As soon as something happened to Lao Yu, I knew you would come, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."

Lin Kun smiled and said, "Uncle Han, I won't go around with you anymore. You should know what Uncle Yu has done this time."

Lin Kun did not mention too much about the Peng family. Han Weizheng smiled and said, "Old Yu and I are in the same courtyard every day. I know about it when something happened to him. But don't worry, Lao Yu is clear and there is no violation of the law or discipline at all. The reason why the person who was disciplined was asked to ask this time was related to the flood disaster in Xiyang Township."

“Flood?”

"Yes, it has rained heavily in Liaojiang Province for several days recently. Xiyang Township is adjacent to Xiyang Reservoir. This flood is particularly serious, causing the local people to be flooded and some family members to disappear. The impact of this incident is very bad." Han Weizheng said.

Lin Kun frowned and was puzzled, saying, "Uncle Han, I don't understand this very well. When a village flood is in a village, the governor has a responsibility to ask for responsibility, but the focus is not on the governor, so it is not to lock the governor up for interrogation, right?"
Chapter completed!