Chapter 1008 An Unexpected Meeting

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Accompanied by the thousands of lights in the city center, the suburbs of Moscow have gone to bed early. Night had closed early on this country road, with only scattered street lights dotting the lonely night sky. A Renault SUV drove by, kicking up dust that had been silent for a long time on the path.

The white birch trees swayed gently with a rustling sound, and the branches were blooming with buds belonging to April. Among the flowers that symbolize life, stands an Orthodox cross, and below the cross is an inconspicuous tombstone.

Preobrazhensky Cemetery, this path has a poetic name - "Heroes' Path".

A bouquet of white lilies was placed in front of the tombstone, and his index finger gently touched the lines of the tombstone, brushing away the dust that concealed the hero's name. Lines of tadpole-like words wrote her life on the inscription. However, unlike most of the heroes buried here, there is no record of meritorious service on the tombstone.

When this happens, generally speaking there are only two possibilities. Either her achievements are not glorious, or her achievements are inconvenient to be recorded, or it may be both...

【Marina Ivanovna Nikolaeva】

It’s still relatively cold in Moscow in April. Especially at night.

Squatting in front of the tombstone, looking at the lines of words that she had remembered countless times, Natasha suddenly took a deep breath and buried her face in her hands. The white mist that floated out from between her fingers soon dispersed in the cold and dark night, gradually blurring her vision.

"Mom, are you okay?"

"Your daughter is doing well. I...I came to see you again."

"Eleven years have passed since that day. I'm sorry for not listening to you. Your daughter ended up on this path."

Burying her face in her sleeves, Natasha wiped her eyes fiercely, wiping away the obstructive mist. However, it was at this moment that a soft look appeared on her stubborn expression.

"But...it's okay."

Looking up at the bright starry sky, she opened her stiff mouth and smiled reluctantly.

"When this is over, I'm going to retire."

"Although I don't know what the ending will be, but...but sure enough, I still want to give it a try and pursue my own happiness."

Take a deep breath through your nose again,

Quietly feeling the coldness that poured into her nose, Natasha felt that her mood had stabilized a little. She reached out to pick up a handful of dust and carefully wrapped it with a handkerchief.

Putting the handkerchief into her purse, Natasha stood up and bowed deeply to the tombstone.

She turned around to leave, but at this moment, she suddenly noticed a white rose lying not far from the tombstone.

The pure white petals were stained with soil, as if blown by the wind...

…

Walking side by side in the corridor of the villa, just when Jiang Chen was wondering why General Nikolaev came here to find him, the bearded general spoke.

"Didn't Natasha follow you?"

Hearing the name of an acquaintance, Jiang Chen looked at him doubtfully.

"Do you know Natasha?"

After hearing Jiang Chen's words, Nikolaev grinned as if he had heard some very funny joke.

"You have known her for so long and you don't even know her last name?"

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, and his expression when he looked at Nikolayev suddenly became wonderful.

A possibility that he had never guessed suddenly appeared in his mind. But even though the answer was ready to come out, he still couldn't imagine that this old man who looked like a relative of a polar bear was actually Natasha's...

"Let me introduce myself again. My name is Vladimir Nikolaev. Natasha Vladimir Nikolaev is my daughter."

After hearing this, Jiang Chen was silent for a long time, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence.

"I have always suspected that Natasha's background is not simple. I didn't expect that there is a father who is the commander of the army group behind her. Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, I just feel... very surprised."

In this way, it is easy to explain why she can willfully jump from the intelligence department directly to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Although the relationship between father and daughter is not very harmonious, she is the daughter of Admiral Nikolaev after all. It is hard to say that her father is not secretly taking care of her.

After hearing Jiang Chen's words, Nikolayev laughed boldly a few times, but the laughter soon became tainted with a hint of loneliness, and finally turned into a sigh.

"It's useless to say all this...it seems she still doesn't want to see me."

"So, you invited me here just to meet your daughter through me?" Jiang Chen made a helpless expression, "Unfortunately, when I told her that the reception was hosted by Admiral Nikolaev, She called me in sick directly.”

"No, wanting to see his daughter is just an old father's wish." Nikolaev shook his head and said in a teasing tone, "However, the person standing here at the moment is Admiral Nikolaev. The bearded general of the 58th Group Army, do you understand what I mean?”

Jiang Chen smiled politely and did not answer. He is not the kind of person who likes to gossip, and he has no interest in prudently prying into other people's household affairs, and he has no intention of intervening in the conflict between father and daughter.

Nikolaev knew very well the position of the young man in front of him in his daughter's heart. He had deliberately said those words to Jiang Chen in the hope that he could do something. However, Jiang Chen did not respond to his expectations, which made him slightly disappointed.

But these disappointments only lasted a moment. Today's cocktail party was not held for his daughter.

After a pause, Nikolaev stopped joking and said seriously.

"Getting back to the subject, before attending the cocktail party, I want you to accompany me to meet someone."

"Why not put it after the reception? I'm afraid it won't be good if the owner of the reception disappears for so long." Jiang Chen said.

"These are secondary to the future of Russia."

Stopping in front of a burgundy wooden door, Nikolaev raised his hand and knocked on the wooden door three times.

There was a "click" sound from the door, and a big Russian man wearing sunglasses opened the door. After confirming the person who came, he stepped aside neatly. Admiral Nikolayev took half a step forward, spread his hands toward the room, and made a gesture of invitation.

"please."

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows and walked towards the house. The moment he stepped through the door, he looked up and saw the man sitting in front of the sofa, with a hint of unexpected surprise on his face. Just when he was surprised, the man smiled slightly and spoke first.

"Welcome to Moscow, friends from afar."

As he spoke, the man raised his goblet in the distance and welcomed him.

Although it was the first time they met, this face was definitely familiar to him.

President of Russia, Vladimir Putin. (To be continued.) Activate new URL