Sangshen was unaware of Buling's lustful intentions. When Buling complained of a headache, he quickly got up and made her a cup of honey water.
Buling leaned back on the bed, sipping honey water intermittently.
At the same time, I was brainstorming, trying to recall if I had gone crazy after getting drunk at yesterday's graduation banquet.
She carefully recalled all her actions before she blacked out.
She sat up abruptly, casually setting down her cup. "Sangshen, where's the brocade box that Sister Huang sent yesterday?"
Sangshen was puzzled. Seeing her hurried movements, she quickly stepped forward to support her. "Zai Kuli, what's wrong?"
"Give it to me, I want to see it," Bling said impatiently.
Sangshen pressed her down to sit: "Okay, okay, don't rush, I'll go get it."
He then quickly left the house.
A short while later, he returned with a familiar-looking brocade box and handed it to Buling.
After taking it, Bu Ling carefully stroked it once before reverently opening the box, inside which lay a piece of calligraphy.
Bling gestured for Sangs to come forward and open it with her.
Upon seeing the words clearly, Sangshen was instantly overwhelmed with excitement: "Lingling, what is this?"
Bling nodded: "Shh, calm down."
Sang Shen forced herself to remain calm.
No, I can't calm down at all.
On the other hand, Bling was also very satisfied.
She fully supports her daughter's desire to enter politics and will do her best to pave the way for her. However, neither she nor Sangshen can really help her in politics.
There was only Sangzi, but as parents, they always wanted to help her as much as possible.
Now everything is fine, I don't have to worry about my daughter's future.
As long as she achieves results, her future will definitely be bright.
She was genuinely happy: "Go order a frame and mount this calligraphy piece in the living room."
"no problem!"
The mulberry should be sung loudly.
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