Chapter 161 The Disguised Principal
Chapter 161 The Disguised Principal
"Uncle, I've got it. I'll talk to my parents about it, don't worry."
Song Jianguo looked up with satisfaction in his eyes: "Good! As long as you two have each other in your hearts, I will fully support you."
Lu Mingxuan pushed Song Jianguo out of the elevator and back into the chairman's office.
As soon as the two entered the room, the masseuse called. Lu Mingxuan answered, "Hello! Where are you?"
"I've arrived at the Urban Construction Company's compound. Dean Lu, I'd like to ask which floor you're on?"
"Eleventh floor, Chairman's office. I'll be waiting for you here," Lu Wenxuan replied.
This massage therapist is an acquaintance; patients in the hospital usually go to him for rehabilitation.
After a while, someone knocked on the chairman's door. Lu Mingxuan went to open it and saw the masseuse, saying, "Come in, there are some things I need to remind you of."
The masseur wasn't very tall; he only reached Lu Mingxuan's chest. He stood there and looked at Song Jianguo: "Okay! Tell me what the patient needs to pay attention to, and I'll be careful during the massage."
Lu Mingxuan led the masseur to Song Jianguo's side: "The patient has a history of heart disease, so be careful when massaging him. Don't compress his chest. The focus of his massage should be on his legs."
After giving the masseur instructions, Lu Mingxuan carried Song Jianguo to the bed inside.
"Sir, I will massage your acupoints. If you feel any discomfort during the massage, please raise your hand and I will stop."
Song Jianguo nodded: "Okay!"
"Let's begin!"
While Song Jianguo was getting a massage, Song Qiao returned to her office after a meeting, heard the sounds coming from the lounge, and went inside.
"The meeting is over?"
Song Qiao nodded, then asked Lu Mingxuan in a low voice, "Have you told him about my father's situation?"
"I told you, you can rest assured."
Looking at Song Qiao standing tiredly beside him, Lu Mingxuan said, "Come on! Let's go outside and I'll give you a massage. My technique is pretty good."
Song Qiao was pulled to the outer office by Lu Mingxuan, who forcibly pressed her down and placed his hand on her shoulder, gently massaging her.
"How was it? Not bad, right?"
Song Qiao nodded, her mind filled with the scene from the conference room just now.
"Mingxuan! In your opinion, are Jiang Ming's men still usable?"
Lu Mingxuan glanced down at her, then cupped Song Qiao's chin from behind with both hands, forcing her to look at him: "Leave it to your uncle, I believe he will handle it well."
"Your mission is to find the child, clear Jiang Ming's name of the crime of child trafficking that he falsely accused you of, and then marry me."
Song Qiao looked at Lu Mingxuan with her big eyes, and suddenly she smiled: "I've realized that you're so good to my parents for a reason."
Lu Mingxuan lowered his head, his eyes revealing sincerity: "If you want to marry their daughter, how can you do it without showing some sincerity?"
Song Qiao liked Lu Mingxuan's unpretentious manner. She reached out and hugged the handsome face above her head, pulling it down until their faces overlapped.
After kissing for about two minutes, the masseuse's voice came from the lounge: "Mr. Song, your massage for today is over. Try moving your legs and see if you feel anything better than before?"
Song Jianguo moved his legs vigorously and nodded: "It seems like I can feel it again."
“Your condition can’t be delayed any longer. Your legs have atrophied somewhat, and if you sit in a wheelchair for too long, you won’t be able to stand up. So, starting today, you will need to use support points to stand up and learn to walk.”
Song Jianguo nodded: "Okay! We'll go with your plan."
The masseuse came out of the lounge and saw Song Qiao and Lu Mingxuan sitting on the sofa. She said, "Today's massage is over. I'll come back tomorrow."
“Okay! Just come to this office tomorrow.” Lu Mingxuan said, looking at him.
At this moment, Song Qiao called out to Zhang Yao.
"Chairman Song, you wanted to see me?"
"Please see Mr. Zheng off. I have to go out with Mingxuan. I'll leave my father in your care."
"Chairman Song, don't worry, I will take good care of the old chairman."
Song Qiao and Lu Mingxuan came down from the office building and got into the car downstairs.
"We're heading to Wenzhen, getting ready to depart."
After saying this, Lu Mingxuan drove the car out of the urban construction company and headed towards Wenzhen.
By the time they arrived in Wenzhen, it was already dark.
Lu Mingxuan immediately went to the vegetable stall of the old man who was selling vegetables. Seeing that he was tidying up, he quickly said, "Grandpa, let me help you tidy up."
The old man looked at Lu Mingxuan: "What, it's you again?"
"I'm here to see Liu Jiawang. I also want to ask you about someone. Do you know someone named Wang Cuihua?"
The old man looked at Lu Mingxuan and shook his head: "The name sounds unfamiliar, I don't know this person, but I've found out where Liu Jiawang lives for you."
Lu Mingxuan was overjoyed to hear this: "Where is he? I'll go find him right now, please tell me."
"You can find it at No. 198 Happiness Harbor."
Upon hearing the vegetable vendor's words, Lu Mingxuan happily said, "Grandpa, thank you so much."
Jiu Xun stood to the side, occasionally helping Lu Mingxuan pack bags. Hearing that Liu Jiawang lived nearby, she couldn't help but feel hopeful.
"Grandpa, we're leaving now," Lu Mingxuan said.
After helping the vegetable farmer pack up his stall, Jiu Xun wrote down Liu Jiawang's home address and then the two left.
As it was getting dark, Lu Mingxuan looked at Song Qiao and asked, "Are you hungry?"
Song Qiao shook her head: "Let's go find someone first, and then we'll talk about it after we find Liu Jiawang."
"Okay! Get in the car, we'll head over now."
Lu Mingxuan and Song Qiao got into the car together, and the car drove in the direction the old man had indicated.
When they arrived at a street, Lu Mingxuan got out of the car, looked around, and waved for Song Qiao to come over.
She pushed open the car door and got out.
"This is the street!"
Song Qiao looked up at the door number, gave Lu Mingxuan her hand, and the two of them went to knock on the door hand in hand.
"Open the door!"
"who!"
With a bark from a dog, Liu Jiawang's voice came from inside the room.
Liu Jiawang opened the door and immediately recognized Song Qiao and Lu Mingxuan: "It's you two! You're like ghosts that won't leave me alone."
“Master Liu, I won’t let you do this for nothing. There’s 100,000 yuan in this card. As long as you can tell me where the article went, the money is yours.”
Liu Jiawang's facial expression shifted from anger to surprise, and slowly turned into greed.
"Since you're here, I'll tell you: Wen Zhang has been sent abroad by Jiang Ming, and Wu Wen is now his man!"
Fearing that Song Qiao and Lu Mingxuan wouldn't believe him, Liu Jiawang opened his phone and said, "That guy named Jiang Ming spent ten million on this matter. He not only sent the article abroad, but also paid to silence the teacher you met last time and get her released from the correctional facility."
Song Qiao couldn't understand it at all. Wen Zhang was supposed to be a person with ideals and ambitions. How could he abandon the school just for Jiang Ming's little bit of money?
Just as Song Qiao was questioning her previous beliefs, Liu Jiawang looked at her and said, "Jiang Ming also took Wen Zhang's son hostage and brought him to the airport, forcing him to leave!"
Now Song Qiao understood.
But there was still one thing she didn't understand. Looking at Liu Jiawang, she asked, "Was the diary on the wall that day deliberately placed there by Wu Wen?"
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