Some people will never fall in love with each other after ten or twenty years, but some people will only love each other forever as long as they look at each other.

There are many kinds of love, different shades and different colors.

Love is a wonderful thing, or perhaps no one can tell what love is. There are always so many men and women in the world who are worried about it and dreaming about it.

…

In the next two months, Ouyang Jing did not appear in front of Gu Mengmeng, nor did he call her to harass her anymore. The lives of Gu Mengmeng and Mo Qi seemed to have returned to the past.

Mo Qi is different from Mo Mi. He used to be a policeman. He is very good at catching criminals and solving cases. However, he suddenly became inappropriate and became the president of Platinum Group. He dealt with numbers and economy all day long. He was more or less uncomfortable.

Everything started, and he thought that since he agreed to his father to accept Platinum Group, he would lead Platinum Group to achieve great success. Therefore, he was almost busy and envious of his dreams.

Gu Mengmeng dreams of taking care of her eldest son himself, but she has never gone out to work in the past few years.

Her daily life is simple and fulfilling.

Every morning at 7 o'clock, she would get up to make breakfast for her son and husband, and then take her to kindergarten. When she was in a mood, she would go shopping, buy clothes for Moqi and her son, and when she got home, she would go to the balcony to draw when she was inspired. By 3 o'clock in the afternoon, she would go to the kindergarten to pick her up her son home.

"Mom, Mom 7e 7e 7e 7e" Whenever I saw my beautiful mother picking her up in the kindergarten, Mo Shaoting was very happy. As soon as he walked out of the kindergarten gate, he jumped into Gu Mengmeng's arms.

For Gu Mengmeng, whether it is sending her son to school or picking her up from school, it is a very happy thing.

"Haha 7e" She squatted down and smiled and picked him up, unable to help but kiss his little face, "Haha, have you listened to the teacher today?"

Mo Shaoting nodded happily, suddenly remembered something, pouted and said seriously: "Mom, today our teacher said I look like a human."

"Haha, your teacher should say you look like a father." She said with a smile.

"No." He shook his head, "our teacher said I look like a king."

"..." Gu Mengmeng was stunned.

"Mom, I look like a king. Can I be a king when I grow up?" the little guy looked at her face and asked seriously.

After being stunned for several seconds, Gu Mengmeng came to her senses, hid a hint of sadness, and smiled faintly at him, "Baby, you can't be the king if you look like him."

He frowned, "But mom, I want to be a king. The teacher said that the king is great and everyone in our country respects him. When I grow up, I must be a king."

"..." Hearing this, she was speechless as a mother. Suddenly, she felt someone peeking at her nearby, and hurriedly turned around and looked around. There was no one nearby... Uh, what's wrong with me? Why do I always feel that someone peeking at me near the school these days?

After thinking about it, she felt that she must have thought too much. She kissed her son's face and walked happily towards the parking place with her son in her arms.

When Gu Mengmeng hugged her son for about ten meters, a tall and tall man slowly walked out from a big tree on the side of the road.

The man wore a pair of black sunglasses on his face and a black hat on his head, making it difficult to see his specific appearance. However, through his sexy thin lips and beautiful and stylish chin, it is still certain that he has a handsome face that makes a woman scream.

In fact, this person is not someone else.

He is Mo Shaoting's biological father, Ouyang Jing, the king of the current Fog Empire.

He looked at Gu Mengmeng's beautiful back as he hugged his son and walked away, thinking about it. Perhaps he had heard the conversation between Gu Mengmeng and his son.

…

One month later...

[Good evening, viewers, welcome to watch the news at 30 o'clock... At 3 o'clock this afternoon, His Majesty the King Ouyang Jing suddenly fainted during the host of the fifth peacekeeping conference in our country...]

Mo Shaoting sat alone on the floor of the hall playing puzzles. When he heard the word "King", his ears almost stood up. He hurriedly looked at the TV. Seeing someone fainted, he immediately shouted to the kitchen sadly: "Mom, mom, come out and read the news quickly. The king is dead, the king is dead."

At this time, Gu Mengmeng was cutting shredded potatoes in the kitchen. When she heard the words behind her, the knife in her hand slid and fell to the ground with a "clang".

The king died? Ouyang Jing died? How is this possible? A few months ago, wasn’t he still fine?

At some point, her face turned completely white. She stepped on the knife on the ground and walked to the hall as fast as possible, "Baby, what did you say?"

There were tears in Mo Shaoting's eyes, he pointed to the TV, and said with a sob: "Mom, our king is dead."

She immediately looked at the TV and saw the scene of Ouyang Jing fainting on the ground. A group of people surrounded him and nervously sent him to the hospital...

[His Majesty the King is still unconscious...]

Seeing such a picture and hearing such reports, her heart thrust after bursts of pain, and she almost couldn't breathe, and her eyes were wet at some point.

"Uh 7e Mom, our king is dead, who will be the king in the future?" At this time, Mo Shaoting walked to her side and asked sadly with her legs in his arms.

She looked at the nervous scene of rescuing Ouyang Jing on TV, squatted down and looked at his facial features that looked very similar to the man, and said with wet eyes: "Baby, our king is not dead. He is just too tired and wants to sleep for a day. Tomorrow, he will get better."

"Is this really the case?"

"Well, that's true. Mom won't lie to you." She said with a guaranteed smile.

"But mom, why are you crying?" Mo Shaoting looked into her eyes and said in confusion.

Have you cried?

She was a little surprised and hurriedly raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes. She found that the corners of her eyes were full of wet tears, and her heart began to feel uncomfortable and painful again...

Ouyang Jing, you bad guy is now suffering retribution?

Ouyang Jing, you are a despicable and shameless man. Whether you die or live or not has nothing to do with me.

Ouyang Jing... Please don’t die, the people of the Mist Empire need you.

…

That night, Moqi came back much earlier than before and returned home before nine o'clock.

When he walked to the hall, he saw that there was no one in the hall or balcony. He looked at the TV that had been turned off and immediately walked to the bedroom.

The bedroom lights were turned off and were pitch black. When he turned on the lights, the first thing he saw was the scene of Gu Mengmeng lying on the bed and sleeping.

He didn't want to wake her up, so he slowed down and walked over very gently, sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her with a gentle gaze mixed with a little sadness...

Wife, why did you sleep so early today? You fell asleep before I came back? Is it because you saw the news that Ouyang Jing fainted today, so you must have cried and weren't in the mood to wait for me to go home?

Wife, should I quit this house and help you and him, and let Shaoting recognize him and his father and son?

…

The next morning, it rained, and the flowers and plants on the balcony were all wet by the rain, making them look dead.

Gu Mengmeng still got up at 7 o'clock in the morning and cooked breakfast for her son and Moqi.

However, there is still one thing that is, she usually turns on the TV, but that morning, she didn't even take a look at the TV.

Mo Qi pretended to be nothing, and he didn't mention anything about Ouyang Jing's fainting in front of her.

"Dad, if our king dies, who will be the king in the future?" Mo Shaoting took a sip of milk and asked seriously as he looked at Mo Qi's face.

Mo Qi looked at Gu Mengmeng's face without any strange expression and smiled faintly: "Our king is dead. In the future, he will definitely be a wise and capable person who will take over his position as the king."

"Oh." Mo Shaoting was very smart and understood, and smiled happily, "Haha, Dad, I want to be a king. I will definitely study hard and be a person full of wisdom and great ability, haha..." Tong Yan Wuji, Tong Yan Wuji.

Hearing this, Mo Qi's heart skipped a beat, frowned faintly, and looked at his face that was becoming more and more similar to Ouyang Jing... Son, do you really want to be the king?

His heart began to hesitate and conflicted. He knew in his heart that no matter how hard Shaoting worked with him, he would not be the king of the Mist Empire. Ouyang Jing is the king, and the position of king of the Mist Empire has always been a bloodline inheritance. If Ouyang Jing and Shaoting and his son recognize each other, Shaoting will definitely become the future king of the Mist Empire.

Son, Dad, should you fulfill your great dream?

Well, this is undoubtedly a painful problem for him. If it is fulfilled, he will lose his favorite wife, his favorite son, and his favorite home.

…

In the morning, Gu Mengmeng sent her son to kindergarten alone.

From last night, her heart seemed to be pressed by an invisible boulder. On the way home, she passed a newspaper booth and heard the newspaper seller happily said that the king had woken up, and the invisible boulder in her heart that was so pressing that she could not breathe normally gradually disappeared.

When she got home, she dared to walk to the TV and turned on the TV. When she saw the host in the news laughing and broadcasting the news that His Majesty the King had woken up, she suddenly wanted to cry again. Her beautiful eyes couldn't help but burst into tears with a little complicated love.

…

In a blink of an eye, another month has passed. During this month, Gu Mengmeng often reads the news.

The news about Ouyang Jing is broadcast almost every day. The first week he was receiving treatment at the Royal Hospital, the second week he was working while sick, the third week he reported that his body had completely recovered, and the fourth week he reported that he had dealt with various complicated state affairs normally.

[At 10 o'clock this morning, His Majesty the King flew to the country xx to visit the five thousand volunteer soldiers sent to the country xx...]

When I heard this news, I saw Ouyang Jingqiyu's majestic figure on the TV screen. Her heart was relaxed and comfortable. She raised her lips and smiled silently. She turned off the TV and walked towards the balcony full of sunshine.

‘Dingdong 7e Dingdong 7e’

Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked to the balcony, someone rang the doorbell of her house.

Who will come?

She was a little confused, turned around and walked out of the balcony, walked to the door quickly, and through the cat's eyes, she saw a face she had seen before, and her heart jumped in confusion and uneasy. After hesitating for a while, she slowly opened the door.

The person outside the door was not Ouyang Jing, but Ouyang Jing's right-hand man and Dashan.

Dashan's face was very inconsistent with the weather outside, and it was gloomy. Seeing her opening the door, she nodded respectfully to her, "Hello Miss Gu."

Seeing the gloomy face of Dashan, Gu Mengmeng's heart couldn't help but feel a little gloomy, "What's the matter? Did he tell you to come?"

"Miss Gu, can you let me go into the house and say it?" Dashan asked politely and lowly.

She was a little wary, but after thinking about it, she still let him into the house.

"Miss Gu, Your Majesty did not tell me to come to you. I took my own initiative to come to you today, and Your Majesty didn't know at all." Dashan said with a sad face on the sofa in the hall.

"..." She was puzzled and thought to herself, she had no friendship with him, why did he come to him?

"Go and see Your Majesty." Dashan looked at her and suddenly said with a plea.
To be continued...