"It's worthy of being my Fu Linshan's wife!" Fu Linshan gave her a thumbs up.

Nan'an directly gave a roll of the eyes, and when he praised people, he didn't forget to bring himself, how narcissistic this person must be!

"There's no pestle at the door, let's go, go back to your house. She urged dissatisfiedly.

Fu Linshan's eyes darkened, he glanced at Nan'an deeply, and then rushed to Chu Yu behind him, and said, "Take the luggage for the young lady." ”

He himself strode into the ward, stood next to Nan'an, looked at her condescendingly, and asked, "Are you ready?"

Nan'an frowned dissatisfiedly, but nodded lightly.

Nan'an was dissatisfied naturally because Fu Linshan used himself again, and there was no need to think that there should be a lot of reporters and media gathered at the door of the hospital now.

"Do you remember the reward you talked about earlier?" she looked up at Fu Linshan, who was much taller than herself.

There is a big difference in the size of the two, but Nan'an's aura has not been lost, and his eyes are scorching, like a sunny day in March, dazzling and dazzling.

Fu Linshan hooked his lips and said, "That's nature." ”

"That's good!" Nan An nodded immediately, and continued: "My request is very simple, that is, I want you to help me investigate the truth about my mother's death. ”

The narrow black eyes narrowed suddenly, and the meager smile on the corner of Fu Linshan's lips disappeared in an instant, and he took a big step forward, and the distance between the two was only a fist.

He stared condescendingly into Nan'an's eyes, with a great sense of oppression, and asked word by word: "Nan'an, what the hell are you doing? Didn't you kill your mother? What do you want me to help you find the truth?"

Nan'an met his gaze, without showing the slightest retreat and weakness, and replied to him firmly, "I didn't, I didn't kill my mother." ”

Fu Linshan wandered under her eyes for a long time, but she didn't see anything except a clear light. He thought that unless her acting skills were too good, then she really didn't kill Aunt Wen.

"Where's the evidence?" he asked.

Although Aunt Wen's death two years ago is indeed strange, and Nan Zhenhai's attitude towards his biological daughter is also very strange, these are not evidence to prove that Nan An is not a murderer.

He is not a person who can easily trust others, and he needs proof.

Nan An knew in her heart that Fu Linshan would not easily believe in herself, and she didn't need his belief, she just needed him not to get in the way of investigating the truth by herself, of course, if she could, it was okay to be able to provide some help.

After all, it was impossible for her to deal with Nan Zhenhai alone, otherwise she would not have had to be trapped in a mental hospital and tortured for two years.

There is a saying that is hard to hear, but it makes a lot of sense, and it depends on the owner to beat the dog.

She bit her crimson lip and said, "The evidence is not there yet, you can not believe me, I will be able to prove it to you sooner or later." But what I'm asking for now is what I deserve, it has nothing to do with whether there is evidence or not, you promised me, I think the dignified little master of the Fu family will not be untrustworthy, right?"

"You're provoking me!" Fu Linshan pointed out the facts.

"Yes!" Nan'an admitted without hesitation, and said, "There is no reason to let the horses run fast and not give them fodder." ”

Fu Linshan was a little speechless, what horses, forage, who did she learn these words from?

He was silent for a few minutes, and then said in a deep voice, "Okay, I promise you." ”

When Nan'an heard this, a stone in his heart fell to the ground.

Since a few days ago, she guessed that Fu Linshan was probably going to use her discharge from the hospital to disclose the news of her death, and she was afraid of being treated as a donkey by unloading the mill.