It's Daddy. ”

Huanhuan pointed at Fanan.

"Me?"

Fei Nan frowned and asked, "Have you been with me all this time?"

"Hmm. ”

"What about today?"

"It's also today. ”

"Where did I just go?"

"It's out. ”

"When did I get out?"

"Just now. ”

"How long have you been out?"

"For a moment. ”

......

Fei Nan interrogated for a long time, but did not ask for much useful information, only knew that the mysterious man had just left not long ago, and it seemed that he left first because he knew that he was coming.

After thinking about it, he asked again, "Did I say anything when I went out?"

"You said I'd give you the letter when you come back. ”

Well?

Fei Nan's heart sank, and he hurriedly asked, "What letter?"

"This letter. ”

Huanhuan slipped off his knees, ran to the side of the bed, reached out and took out a folded white paper from under the pillow, ran back and handed it to Feinan.

Looking at the white paper, Fei Nan looked solemn and hesitated for a moment before raising his hand to take it.

Unfold the white paper with short five lines written on it.

"Improve your strength as soon as possible. ”

"Xiaobai is very important. ”

"Huanhuan must die. ”

"Use questions and answers sparingly. ”

"Don't go back. ”

Looking at these short five lines, Fei Nan's face changed sharply.

Looking at Huanhuan, his brows furrowed, and a storm broke in his heart.

Huanhuan took half a step back in fear, she felt that Feinan's eyes were a little terrifying.

Suddenly getting up, Feinan went to the table by the window, grabbed a pen that had been randomly thrown on the table, picked up the phone book, and flipped to the end, trying to tear off a piece of paper.

As soon as he stopped, he looked at the telephone book, and in the gap between the last pages, the section of the paper was bound in the book, as if someone had ripped a sheet from it.

Taking the letterhead, he placed it in the crack, and the cross-sectional marks were tightly closed, and the letterhead was obviously torn from the phone book.

Whoa!

Fei Nan tore off another one, picked up a pen and paper, and copied the unwritten words on the blank page.

Putting down the pen, holding one in each hand and holding it up in the air, Feinan looked at the handwriting on the two sheets of paper in very different styles, and fell into deep thought for a moment.

These lines did not reveal the information of the mysterious man, but he drew a relatively bold guess between the lines.

It's just that along with speculation, more mysteries come to mind.

Putting down the paper, Fei Nan looked out the window, in the Huangpu River, the river water rushed day and night, flowing into the sea.

Why?

He looked at Huanhuan on the side, his expression complicated.

Why does Huanhuan have to die?

What does backtracking mean?

If his guess was true, why didn't that guy make it clear? What was he afraid of?

Seeing him looking at himself again, Huanhuan hesitated, leaned over, hugged his arm, rubbed his cheek, and hummed coquettishly: "Is it okay for Dad to buy me sesame candy?"

Rubbing her head, Fei Nan let out a long sigh, nodded for a while, squeezed out a smile, and said softly, "Okay, I'll take you to buy it now." ”

Glancing at the two pieces of paper on the table again, he didn't move, but the two pieces of paper floated on their own, and then the volley was torn apart and gathered into a ball.

Pulling out a box of matches, Fernan swiped one and brought the flame under the surging paper foam.

With a "Teng" sound, the paper foam ball turned into a ball of fire, burned to ashes, floated to the ashtray on the side, and fell into it.

"Daddy is great!"

Huanhuan clapped her hands happily.

Fei Nan smiled bitterly, pinched her little face, and did not speak.

Leaning over to pick her up, Fernan made his way to the door.

The key was inserted in the inner keyhole, and Fernan pulled it out and put it in his trouser pocket.

Outside the door, Huanhuan looked very happy, giggling and clapping his hands and cheering: "Okay! I can finally go out and play!"

Looking at her innocent appearance, Fei Nan couldn't help but shake his head.

Until everything is confirmed, even the most well-founded speculation is just speculation.

No one can easily sway his judgment and decision with just a note and a few words.

He only believes in himself, in the moment.

When I went down to the lobby, the manager was at the front desk, and when I saw him coming down, I greeted him.

"Mr. Fei, there is an invitation card of yours delivered to the front desk, and I was just about to send someone to deliver it to you, but I didn't expect you to come down. ”

Invitations?

Fei Nan quietly ordered: "Bring it to me to see." ”

The manager asked the front desk to bring a half-foot-square wooden invitation and handed it to Feinan.

I took it and looked at it, this invitation is simple and generous, not thick to the touch, but quite heavy to start.

It is covered with a layer of purple silk cloth, and it looks very classy.

When I opened it, I found two thin wooden planks of the same size, which looked like hand-planed wooden boards with a resignation written on them.

After reading it roughly, Fei Nan understood that this invitation was sent by Feng Jingyao.

He actually delivered the invitation to the door so quickly, and this guy either sent someone to follow him, or he really had his hands and eyes in the sky.

But Fei Nan didn't care, he handed the invitation to the manager, let him put it at the front desk, and then left the hotel with Huanhuan.

Holding her, Feinan walked west along the hotel, wandering around the shops along the street.

His attention never left the map, and his mind was ready to move.

He was talking to Huanhuan, but his eyes kept skimming over the faces of everyone on the street.

It wasn't until the sun was setting in the west that Fei Nan had no choice but to confirm that the mysterious man had really left.

Back in the hotel room, Fei Nan called the maid to come up, helped Huanhuan take a bath, changed clothes, and prepared to go to the banquet.

Feng Jingyao's car had already arrived at the door of the hotel and was waiting downstairs.

took Huanhuan to the car, and the car drove all the way to Feng Jingyao's home, which was an independent manor located in the French Concession.

The car drove directly into the manor and stopped at the door.

Feng Jingyao and a middle-aged woman stood at the door and waited in person.

Feng Chengcheng also stood behind them, looking at the approaching car with some expectation, and unconsciously pinching the corners of his clothes with both hands.

The driver got out of the car and helped Feinan open the door.

As soon as he leaned over, Fei Nan hugged Huanhuan and stepped out of the car.

"Haha! Mr. Fei, thank you for the reward!"

Feng Jingyao laughed and greeted him.

When he saw Fei Nan holding a child in his arms, he couldn't help but be stunned, and looked back at Feng Chengcheng, who was also stunned, before asking, "Is this Ling Yan?"

"Entrusted by a friend, I treat her as if she were my own. Fei Nan explained with a smile.

"Oh, I see. ”

Feng Jingyao smiled and nodded.

Feng Chengcheng stood behind him, and the corners of his tight clothes relaxed a lot.

Feng Jingyao introduced to the middle-aged woman beside him: "This is Mr. Fei, thanks to his help at the train station today, otherwise Cheng Cheng would be in danger." ”

The woman was Feng Chengcheng's mother, and when she heard this, she hurriedly thanked Fei Nan: "Thank you Mr. Fei for saving your life! ”

"It's just a gesture. ”

Fernan's humble return salute.

"Today, our family set up a family banquet to thank Mr. Fei for saving his life, please come in!"

Feng Jingyao greeted warmly.