Chapter 789 No One is worse than Her

Annan's brows tightened, but he was not too surprised.

Her and Gu Zhiyu's previous guesses were not very good to begin with, and they had not held much hope in finding out the truth.

So I just asked, "Are you planning to send someone over again?"

Li Mingcheng shook his head: "The situation is unstable now. We can't make any more unnecessary sacrifices. I will dispatch more troops once the situation in the base stabilizes."

Annan nodded to show his understanding.

Li Mingcheng glanced at her and added, "Before that, make defensive preparations first, in case those ferocious beasts suddenly rush over and catch you off guard."

Annan thought so too.

Whether you are facing thugs or beasts, the most important thing now is to strengthen the defense and security of your residence.

The traps outside the south wall must be restored to their original state as soon as possible, and some improvements must be made. Li Mingcheng has promised to station guards and tanks, and with their own equipment, there should be no problem.

The previous poison ice knife was very effective, and it can be equipped with aerial bombs later. This configuration still makes people feel very safe.

Li Mingcheng, who was standing opposite her, looked at her with her eyes downcast in deep thought. He was silent for a while, and suddenly said something out of the blue:

"You look a lot like your mother."

The other party's sudden change of topic made Annan stunned for a moment:

"Ah? Really…"

Li Mingcheng nodded and smiled: "This is how your mother thinks when she is thinking about something."

He even had a vague feeling just now that this was not a doomsday base or a villa, but the debate society of the university. Qi Shulan was looking down in deep thought, and the next second, she was ready to overthrow the entire debate society.

But when he woke up, Shulan was gone. Only her daughter and son-in-law were in the room.

And there is this lonely old man with more and more white hair.

An Nan looked at the bitter smile on Li Mingcheng's face and felt that it was uglier than crying. He looked at Gu Zhiyu beside him with some surprise.

Gu Zhiyu had never seen Li Mingcheng fail to control his facial expressions like this.

"Captain Li, are you okay?"

Without waiting for Li Mingcheng to answer, Annan suddenly asked thoughtfully:

"Why hasn't Uncle Li married yet?"

Li Mingcheng opened his mouth and looked at Annan, in a trance for a moment.

It was as if Qi Shulan was sitting opposite him, asking him, "Ah Cheng, why haven't you married yet?"

He felt his eyes sore and said with red eyes: "When you meet someone too good, you can't settle for less."

There are many good women, but the gentle ones are not as good as her, the good ones are not as interesting as her, the interesting ones are not as pretty as her, and the pretty ones are not as lively as her.

In short, no one is as good as her. No one is as good as her.

The only one who resembled her at all was little Annan.

But Annan is not her either.

The little girl is very aggressive and lacks Shulan's reserve.

However, it can be seen that Shulan has raised this child very well. The confident and generous look on her face is the same as she used to be. She is also determined, intelligent, strong-willed and unwilling to admit defeat.

Li Mingcheng couldn't help but think that if they had been together at the beginning, Annan would have been his daughter.

How nice.

But if that were the case, the little girl wouldn't be as pretty as she is now.

After all, I look too tough and have dark skin, and I am definitely not as good-looking as An Xingye, the gloomy and gentle pretty boy.

An Nan saw Li Mingcheng suddenly become dazed, staring at her, wondering what he was thinking. She waved her hand in front of him and said, "Uncle Li?"

Li Mingcheng came back to his senses, was stunned for a moment, then retracted his gaze and stood up:

"I have something else to do, so I'll leave now. The deal will go according to what we agreed on. If you need anything else, feel free to come to me."

Whenever Shu Lan was mentioned, he lost his composure. It was really not appropriate for him to continue sitting here.

Secretary Wu naturally had no idea about Chief Li's past when he was young.

He was somewhat confused and stood up following his leader.

What does it mean?

What is too good to be true? What is not acceptable?

The old leader’s youth is quite complicated!

Watching them getting up and leaving, Annan whispered in Gu Zhiyu's ear:

"He absolutely adores my mom."

Gu Zhiyu: ...

“I think so.”

Annan sighed: "What a pity."

The word "what a pity" was said a little loudly. Li Mingcheng vaguely heard her talking, stopped, and turned to look at her:

"What?"

He seemed to hear her say "What a pity".

Annan looked at him and said, "It's nothing, Uncle Li, we'll see you off."

She just felt that An Xingye was not worthy, it was a pity for her mother and Uncle Li.

An Nan and Gu Zhiyu accompanied Li Mingcheng and Secretary Wu to the side gate of the villa area.

Outside the side door, a group of soldiers armed with live ammunition were waiting.

As soon as Li Mingcheng showed up, this group of 1.80-meter-tall, strong-bodied, resolute-looking soldiers saluted in unison.

"Hello, Chief!"

Annan was shocked by the soldiers' powerful roars and could not help but look at the group of people a few more times.

So impressive!

Otherwise, why do leaders love going to work? Who wouldn’t love such a job?

He is surrounded by people wherever he goes. As soon as he shows up, everyone salutes and greets him. Before he even reaches the door, someone fires a gun to open it for him. He just keeps walking forward. He is so majestic.

After a few words of farewell, Li Mingcheng left with the large group of people.

After everyone left, Gu Zhiyu suddenly reached out his hand and covered Annan's eyes: "Haven't you seen enough?"

After a pause, he said, "You'll see what happens when you get home."

Annan heard that he seemed to be gritting his teeth, and pulled his hands away from his eyes with a bit of a smile:

"Brother! Are you a vinegar jar or a pickle jar? Why are you so sour?"

Then she rolled her eyes at him and said, "I'm just expressing my feelings. Being a leader is so impressive."

Gu Zhiyu curled his lips and said, "Why? You also want to be a leader?"

Annan waved his hand, turned around and walked home: "I don't have that ambition!"

It's okay to let her enjoy the occasion, but it's not okay to let her take the responsibility.