Chapter 120: The Tailgator
The taxi driver looked at the more and more people gathered outside, and he didn't dare to delay, and stepped on the gas pedal and drove out.
"Where?"
"Dragon Bay."
reported the villa area where the Song Mansion was located, Mu Wan'an leaned on the back of the chair a little tiredly, but the driver made a difficulty:
"This young lady, we can only enter the periphery of Yulong Bay, and there is a curfew inside, so we can't enter."
"It's okay, you can send me wherever I want."
Mu Wannight is not demanding, she thinks about the appearance of being surrounded just now, but she is a little afraid, if she walks slowly, she should be surrounded inside and can't get out at this time.
With a long sigh, she looked at the fleeting scenery outside the window, although she has always been an optimistic person, but it is inevitable that she will feel a little disappointed when she suddenly encounters such a thing.
The driver put her at the entrance of Yulong Bay, Mu Wan'an carried the bag, and slowly walked along the maple leaf road to the front, the weather turned cool, and the maple leaves were also red, like blood stains all the way, which was particularly poignant and beautiful.
When such a person walks, the mood is extraordinarily peaceful. When she walked to the place where she could see the Song family's villa, she heard a faint movement behind her, as if someone was following her.
The area here is vast, and the distance between the villas is very large, even if she calls for help at this time, she can't hear others. She quietly grabbed the umbrella in her handbag in a little panic, and walked a few steps forward quickly, listening carefully to the movement behind, and sure enough, the footsteps behind became more and more urgent.
It looks like he's really coming for himself!
Mu Wan'an clenched the umbrella in her hand, she saw a corner dozens of meters in front of her, she had a little calculation in her heart, and she slowed down her steps.
The footsteps behind her were also softer, and she breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the person who followed her might not be trying to take her own life, I was afraid that she would ask for something else.
As she passed the corner, she dodged over, then quickly took out her umbrella and slammed it down on a black shadow that burst out.
"Ahh
The man who was hit let out a short cry, and then fell to the ground holding his head, seemingly not fainting.
Mu Wan'an didn't dare to take it lightly, she clenched the umbrella with both hands, and tried her best to keep her composure:
"Say! Why track me! β
ββ¦β¦ I, I ......"
The head was dizzy from this woman's blow, and the tangerine peel was numb, and he couldn't think of any words, which seemed to be even more problematic.
Mu Wan'an glanced at what he was wearing, and it was not a good material, and then looked at the shoes on his feet, a pair of shoes that had been slit, and there were old dirt on them, she was more and more sure of his identity, and came to the place where his neck was close to his back.
This time, Chen Pi was really knocked out by her, Mu Wan was afraid, hurriedly threw the umbrella and ran towards the Song house, just met Uncle Li at the door, and didn't care about anything else, pulled him and ran to the place where the accident happened:
"Uncle Li, come with me!"
Uncle Li saw her in a hurry, and knew that something must have happened, so he hurriedly followed her, and when he came to the place where Chen Pi was lying, his expression changed slightly:
"Madam, don't panic, I'll have someone come over and take him up first."
When she watched them kidnap the strange man in a daze, Mu Wan'an's heart was steady, and she breathed a sigh of relief:
"Uncle Li, I think this person has something to do with the rumor I was rumored this time, and he should be the person sent by the mastermind behind the scenes. You should definitely ask. β
has been in the Song family for so long, Mu Wan'an also knows Uncle Li's ability, and she walked back to the old mansion with Uncle Li.
"Madame, what do you think about this incident?"
Uncle Li looked at the lady who did not have a particularly sad look on her face, and appreciated it, but he still asked quietly.
"As long as I stay in this position for a day, things like this will not go away."
Mu Wan'an smiled, his smile was full of tenacity, "Uncle Li, don't worry, I was mentally prepared from the beginning, and such a test will not be difficult for me." β
"That's what Madame said." Nodding appreciatively, Uncle Li didn't say anything more, his opinion of his wife has gone from being considerate of the young master's vassal at the beginning to being genuinely admired now.
"Today's matter is still going to work hard for you, Uncle Li. I don't want Bingjue to bother with my business. If there's anything you can do, let me know first. β
Thinking of the man with a gloomy face facing the comments on the computer screen that day, Mu Wan'an decided that he still had to do it himself.
"Then the young master asked......
"If he asks, you tell him he's fine."
Not wanting Song Bingjue to feel that he was deliberately hiding from him, Mu Wan'an thought for a while and replied.
Before he knew it, he returned to the villa, and before Mu Wan'an entered, a small figure ran out of the house and pressed towards Mu Wan'an accurately.
Mu Wan'an caught Xiao Si helplessly, he raised his little face, and there was genuine joy in his eyes:
βemmmβ¦β¦β
Although he didn't call his mother, Mu Wanye still felt warm, she picked him up and walked inside, but unexpectedly bumped into a small diced radish at the door.
She lowered her head and looked, it was the little girl Tingting who came to play at home last time, she had a wreath on her head, Mu Wan'an looked at it and felt familiar, and then looked at Xiao Si in her arms, isn't this the wreath she knitted for Xiao Si that day? How did you get to Tingting's head?
"Auntie, Xiao Si said that I wore this to be his bride, and said that you asked him to give it to me, is this true?"
The little girl, dressed in a beige dress, asked her in a milky voice, looking very serious.
"This ......"
Glancing at her son with an innocent face, there were three black lines on the top of Mu Wan's head, she never expected that the wreath she gave her son would be hidden by him and then used to tease her sister!
This sweet talk is ...... Tut-tut...... It's definitely his dad who broke it!
Mu Wan'an squatted down and put Xiao Si on the ground, she smiled and said to Tingting:
"Does Tingting like Xiao Si? If Tingting likes Xiao Si, then this wreath is a testimony to your friendship. β
Before Tingting could answer, a man's deep voice came from behind him:
"I don't think Xiao Si wants to be just a testimony of friendship. Do you say, Xiao Si? β
"Why did you come back? Leave work so early today? β
Turning to look at Song Bingjue, who was untying his coat, Mu Wan'an couldn't help but be a little surprised, he should still be at work at this point.
"I have the final say in the company, and I occasionally leave work early, who dares to say that I am?"
pinched Tingting's cute little face, Song Bingjue's face couldn't hide the liking, and it could be seen that he liked little girls very much.
"Yes, yes, yesβyou're the biggestβ"
Seeing that he couldn't put it down, Mu Wannight felt funny, she had never seen him so emotionally exposed, "Do you like your daughter more?" β
"Not really."
The man finally let go of Tingting and looked back at her, his eyes tender like water:
"Because Xiao Si is a boy, I haven't experienced what it's like to have a daughter. I still want a daughter, and you're going to have to work harder in the future. β
was blushed by his remarks, and Mu Wan'an was about to refute one or two, when Uncle Li, who was holding Song Bingjue's coat on the side, saw the opportunity to interject:
"Indeed, the young master's heir is indeed a little thinner, there was no one before, but now that there is a lady, the lady must also want Xiao Si to have more company."
Looking at the old man who was smiling kindly, Mu Wannight couldn't say anything anymore, she said haha:
"This kind of thing depends on the will of God, and it's not something I can do with my efforts......"
"Looks like Wanwan is urging me."
Song Bingjue, who was not wide enough, held a child in one hand, raised his eyebrows at Mu Wan'an, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were proud, and then walked over to the living room with the two.
The children were playing and laughing in his arms, and the air was full of joy.
After sending Tingting away, Mu Wan'an hesitated slightly, and then followed him to the study and told him everything about today.
"You're saying someone followed you when you came back?"
Song Bingjue's expression immediately became nervous, he put down the work at hand and walked to her side, held her shoulder and carefully examined it before finishing.
"Are you alright? What about that person? β
"What can I do? Can you still see me if something happens? β
Mu Wan'an looked at the stupid man, a warm current crossed his heart, but he still didn't give up:
"I knocked him unconscious with that person, and he has already handed it over to Uncle Li. I wasn't going to tell you that, lest you be distracted by it. β
"How can you think of hiding this kind of thing from me."
As soon as he heard her say such things, Song Bingjue's face became more and more ugly, and his eyes were as secretive as possible:
"The more you try to hide it from me, the more time I'll have to pay attention to you."
"I'm not doing this for your good, am I...... And in the end, I told you everything......"
If I had known, I wouldn't have told him! Although I really didn't want to tell him at first...... Mu Wan'an couldn't help but stomp his feet:
"Ignore you!"
After speaking, she wanted to run outside, but was stopped by Song Bingjue with his hand stretched out, and his eyes were dangerous:
"Wait-how did I hear you say just now that you met with senior Li Nian?"
"Yes, he went to the country hospital some time ago and brought me some local specialties, do you want to eat them?"
Completely unaware of the displeasure in his tone, Mu Wannight still said stupidly:
"You don't know him, do you? He was my senior, and when I was in college, he gave me a lot of advice, both in my studies and in my life, he helped me a lot. Nice ...... others"
Listening to her being there and thinking about another man's goodness, Song Bingjue only felt that his liver was so angry that he was angry, and he didn't laugh angrily:
"That's ......"