Ever since I read that notebook.
Cen Yue felt vaguely strange.
He thought carefully and found that the male protagonist Cen Bowen appeared in the content he had seen, but Kang Ying was never mentioned from beginning to end.
Song Yiyi was startled and quickly climbed up from Cen Yue's arms, "Why did you say that just now?!"
Such important information.
Coming from Cen Yue's mouth, it sounded more casual than talking about the weather.
Cen Yue raised his shoulders slightly, put his arm around Song Yiyi's waist, and said lazily, "I don't care who is the heroine."
If I hadn't seen her flipping through that notebook all the time.
Cen Yue would never think about this matter.
To him, it doesn't matter who the protagonist is.
He always solves problems in a simple and rough way, and no one dares to do anything tricky in front of him.
Cen Yue tightened his grip on Song Yiyi's waist.
She was thinking about something when she suddenly fell into Cen Yue's arms and her knees bumped into him subconsciously.
There was a muffled groan above my head.
"What's wrong?"
Song Yiyi was in a panic and tried to get up, but her waist was tightly held.
Cen Yue's voice was low and dangerous: "Did you do this on purpose today?"
Once in the restaurant, and now again.
Either the butt or there.
Song Yiyi pulled the corners of her lips stiffly and argued cunningly: "No, how could it be possible? Do you think I am that kind of person? The restaurant was an accident, you deserve it this time."
Cen Yue leaned lazily against the chair, his lips curved in an ambiguous arc: "Yes, I deserve it."
He looks so relaxed.
There shouldn't be any problem.
Song Yiyi lay back down with peace of mind and pulled Cen Yue aside to ask for some details.
According to Cen Yue's description.
Song Yiyi guessed that what he saw was probably a biography of the character or a synopsis of the story.
The absence of Kang Ying does not mean that Kang Ying is not the heroine.
But if what Cen Yue said is true.
That makes things complicated.
Originally, Song Yiyi could have reported for work at the Women's Federation by herself, but Cen Yue insisted on accompanying her.
The office is also located in the building on the west side of the compound.
The director of the women's department was a lean and capable middle-aged woman named Wang Ling.
Even though I knew the relationship between Song Yiyi and Cen Yue.
Director Wang still assessed Song Yiyi.
Wang Ling asked, "Comrade Song, there's a family in our courtyard whose grandson has been sick since birth, so the grandfather wants to change his granddaughter's name to Wangdi."
"He said that many families in his village did this, and their grandchildren grew stronger and stronger."
Song Yiyi laughed when she heard it.
Wang Ling sighed helplessly, "The little girl is already ten years old and has her own ideas. She doesn't agree at all and has come to our Women's Federation for help. Comrade Song, if this matter were to be handled by you, what would you do?"
As the director of the women's department, Wang Ling has seen many strange things.
But at first glance.
I'm still angry.
She went to the family in person and tried to persuade the old man in every way, but the confused old man was stubborn.
If Wang Ling dared to bring this up in his son's work.
The old man fell down headfirst and lay on the ground groaning as if he was dying.
He also complained that the army was meddling too much and that they had the right to decide on their own name for his granddaughter.
If you interfere again and refuse to change, the old man will threaten you with death.
Song Yiyi blinked and said without hesitation: "That's easy, just change the name if you want."
If you stop the old man from changing it.
If something really goes wrong, no one can be held responsible.
Wang Ling frowned upon hearing this, her expression visibly changing. "Comrade Song, we are the Women's Federation. Our primary responsibility is to protect the legitimate rights and interests of women and children. What you're doing goes against the original purpose of the Women's Federation!"
Song Yiyi quickly explained: "Director, we are not asking the little girl to change her name, but her grandfather and father."
Wang Ling was stunned for a moment.
Song Yiyi took advantage of this opportunity to continue, "If the old man doesn't change, he'll want to commit suicide. What power can a little girl have? This is a matter that concerns our precious grandson, so we can't be careless."
"So, let's start with Grandpa and change it to Wangsun!"
"And his father, for his son's sake, changed his name to Wangzai!"
"Director, the old man believes this, so he naturally understands the principle that sincerity can bring good luck."
"Our Women's Federation can help oversee this matter and ensure that his family's name is changed as soon as possible."
"If he's unwilling to change his name, then any future illnesses of his grandson will be attributed to the old man. I suggest sending him back to his hometown."
The previous second, Director Wang was still worried about the fact that another person with connections had come to the Women's Federation.
Thinking about going on like this.
The Women's Federation will become a retirement home for these people with connections.
The next second, his eyes lit up and the depression in his heart dissipated in an instant.
Wang Ling stood up, walked around the desk to Song Yiyi, and with a smile on her face, she extended her hand and said, "Comrade Song, welcome to join the Women's Federation!"
Song Yiyi also stood up and shook hands with Wang Ling in a friendly manner, "Thank you, Director."
Complete the formalities.
Wang Ling pulled Song Yiyi and found this girl pleasing to the eye no matter how she looked at her.
She originally thought that Political Commissar Cen, like other men, had fallen for the beauty.
Now it seems that she was short-sighted.
Wang Ling personally escorted Song Yiyi out of the office, said hello to Cen Yue, and then turned and left.
Song Yiyi and Cen Yue looked at each other, raised their chins proudly, and walked out first.
Cen Yue followed behind her, a smile flashing in his dark eyes.
His wife is as outstanding as ever.
Out of the office building.
Song Yiyi raised her eyes, looked at Cen Yue and said, "I want to eat steamed fish tonight."
"good."
The curve of Cen Yue's lips deepened. "Anything else? Director Song."
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