"He's really not afraid of blowing himself up?" Su Yiwan was a little surprised.

Who will put a bomb on their doorstep? If it doesn't work out and someone around you betrays you, wouldn't you put your life into it at any time? So obviously this Fu trip is very strange.

"Something bold." Yan Lancang said in a low voice.

This is a simple house, like an ancient courtyard, with some peach trees planted in it, which looks like it is to ward off evil spirits, and the faint fragrance of flowers comes.

"Osmanthus fragrance?" Su Yiwan said in a low voice.

Looking along the fragrance of flowers, I found that not far away, there was a hundred-year-old laurel tree standing there, with lush branches and leaves covering the roof, but it gave people a majestic feeling.

Su Yiwan glanced at it a few times, almost a little fascinated.

"Miss Su, please inside." The bodyguard saw that she didn't move, and hurriedly stepped forward to remind her.

Su Yiwan was called back to her senses by him, and when Yan Lancang saw her appearance that she had just lost her mind, he asked with concern, "What's wrong?" ”

"I remember my mom used to love osmanthus." Su Yiwan said.

This house is said to be a ghost house, but in fact, the light is excellent, the location is good, and it does not feel the gloom of the legend, but gives people the feeling of a home.

The sun shines on the house, warm and coaxing.

"Coming?" Fu Zhixing sat on the sofa flipping through the newspaper, and when he saw Yan Lancang, he was not surprised, he just got up and walked forward.

Su Yiwan looked at him with complicated eyes.

"You come in with me." Fu Zhixing said, he turned around and walked into the room on the side, inside was a secret passage, pitch black, after he snapped his fingers, the whole secret room became bright.

Yan Lancang walked behind her, her tall figure seemed to be her backer, and in this kind of secret room, she still gave her a full sense of security.

The secret room was like a study, and Su Yiwan walked to the sofa and sat down.

Yan Lancang took a pillow and handed it to her back, letting her lean on, while he sat beside her, staring at Fu Zhixing with deep dark eyes.

The secret room was very quiet, only the sound of Fu Zhixing turning things.

With a "hiss", he took a box from the shadows and stepped forward to put it on the coffee table.

After opening it, he took a notebook and handed it to Su Yiwan, saying, "Look at this." ”

"This is? Title deeds? Su Yiwan took it and opened it, and found that it was an old real estate certificate, as well as the ownership of the homestead, and the name on it was......

"Su Ziyan?" Su Yiwan was stunned, this name is her mother.

Su Yiwan's hands were trembling, she almost didn't expect that this thing would be handed over from Fu Zhixing.

"To be precise, this house was given to your mother by a man surnamed Fu, if she wasn't married back then, or if she didn't die, maybe this should be your home." Fu Zhixing said.

Before she came here, she thought about a lot of results.

But only this result was something she didn't expect, especially this real estate certificate, which was old as if it had witnessed a heavy history.

Su Yiwan took the real estate certificate and put it on the coffee table, feeling extremely heavy.

"Why are you telling me this?" Su Yiwan said in a low voice, she had mixed feelings in her heart.

When Fu Zhixing lit a cigarette, the hand holding the lighter was pressed, and Yan Lancang said in a deep voice: "Don't let her smoke second-hand." ”

"I'm sorry." Fu Zhixing listened, hurriedly crushed the cigarette and threw it aside, he spread his hands, pushed the entire wooden box in front of Su Yiwan, and said, "Take a look." ”

Su Yiwan opened the box and found that there were many photos inside.