"All the information you can find is prepared for you by your parents in advance."

Xu Jinyan's words lingered in his ears like a spell, unable to be expelled.

Fu Monian rode his bicycle and ran wildly in the night, and the rain mixed with the cold night wind blew in his face, making his thoughts more and more chaotic.

The sarcastic expression on Xu Jinyan's face undoubtedly stuck a needle in his heart.

That needle is getting deeper and deeper!

Around the corner, Fu Monian rode his bicycle into the dark alley.

Immediately, a beam of headlights shone in this direction, and in about a few seconds, the car stopped, and two people got out of it.

"Young Master Ming and Ming Dynasty are walking here, why is there no one all of a sudden?" The old man looked at the young man with an anxious expression.

The young man took out his flashlight, opened it and walked into the alley next to him.

Bang Dang –

The sound of a bicycle being knocked down.

Fu Monian's expression was gloomy, and under the illumination of the light, it was even more treacherous.

The young man's hand shook, and the flashlight almost fell to the ground, "Young master." ”

The sound of rain hitting the eaves and running down the tiles is very clear and pleasant.

The young man's eyes remained motionless, always staring at Fu Monian, and he could hear the beat of his heartbeat suddenly accelerating.

The elderly man brought an umbrella from the car and propped it on top of Fu Monian's head, "Young master, get in the car." Yicheng, hurry up and put the young master's car in the trunk. ”

Ding Yicheng came back to his senses at this time, holding a flashlight in one hand and a bicycle in the other.

Fu Mo Nian stood motionless, his blood-filled and reddened eyes wrapped in terrifying oppression.

Since the bankruptcy of the Yu family two years ago, he has always known that his parents have sent someone to follow him to and from school.

He also always thought that his parents were thinking about his safety.

But now, he suddenly thinks less so.

Uncle Ding was stunned, "Young Master, what's wrong?" ”

Ding Yicheng, who was putting the car in the trunk, glanced over lightly with his peripheral vision, and while Fu Monian was not paying attention, he took off a small thing in the car and put it in his pocket.

"It's fine." Fu Mo Nian responded hoarsely, and walked quickly into the car.

Ding Yicheng sat in the co-pilot, and Uncle Ding drove.

On the way home, Ding Yicheng was like a thorn in his back, he didn't dare to look back, and he didn't dare to say anything, occasionally swept the rearview mirror with his residual vision, and found that Fu Monian's eyes were extremely cold, like a thousand-year-old cold abyss.

In the huge courtyard of the Fu family's house, six servants wore raincoats to open the door, and three of each stood on one side, slightly bent to show respect.

When the car stopped in the garage, Fu Mo Nian suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were cold and indifferent, "Ding Yicheng, follow me." ”

Uncle Ding and Ding Yicheng glanced at each other, and when Fu Monian turned around and got out of the car, Ding Yicheng quickly gave Uncle Ding the small things in his pocket.

Gu Zhi came down from upstairs to greet his son.

Fu Mo Nian's whole body was wet, and Gu Zhi said worriedly: "I'm afraid you're going to catch a cold like this, hurry up and cook a bowl of ginger soup for the young master to warm up." ”

The maid heard the sound and went to work in the kitchen.

Fu Monian turned a deaf ear and went upstairs bypassing Gu Zhi without giving a superfluous look.

Ding Yicheng bowed slightly, and Gu Zhi's eyes became meaningful.

When the door slammed shut.

Uncle Ding stood respectfully at the bottom of the stairs, "Madam." ”

With both hands, he offered the small black object he had taken from Fu Monian's bicycle.

Gu Zhi hurriedly went downstairs and took it in his palm, with a solemn expression, "Who did he meet tonight?" ”

From her son's first day of riding a bicycle in high school, she had the recorder quietly installed on the car, and she would not take it off to eavesdrop on her son's conversation that day unless she had to.

Uncle Ding lowered his voice, "Xu Jinyan of the Xu family." ”