Fang He pouted unnaturally and hurriedly passed past Fu Monian.

A beam of headlights shone on Fu Monian.

"Young master, it's time to go back."

Uncle Ding and Ding Yicheng had been waiting outside for a long time, and Uncle Ding opened the car door behind him and stood respectfully beside him.

Fu Monian hummed lightly and bowed down and sat in the car.

Ding Yicheng looked at Fu Monian in the rearview mirror, "Young Master, you said you were going to ride to school before, why did you suddenly stop riding again?" ”

Uncle Ding glanced at Ding Yicheng while wearing his seat belt, his eyes were full of seriousness and displeasure, the young master's decision, how can you put your beak at it!

Ding Yicheng turned a blind eye and waited for an answer seriously.

"Rather than you follow me while I ride, let me sit in the same car with you." Fu Monian glanced at the rearview mirror with a shallow smile in his eyes.

"Since the last time you asked me and Yicheng not to follow you all the time, Yicheng and I really haven't followed you anymore." Uncle Ding's face was determined, so he almost patted his chest and swore to make a guarantee.

Fu Mo Nian leaned back on the seat with his eyes closed, "I know." ”

Arriving at the Fu family's house, Uncle Ding covered his uncomfortable stomach and rushed into the bathroom as soon as he got out of the car.

Ding Yicheng took the initiative to hold Fu Monian's books and follow him upstairs.

Putting the books neatly on the bedside table, Ding Yicheng folded his hands above his lower abdomen, "Forgive me for taking the liberty of it, did the young master find something." ”

"Found what?" Fu Monian frowned and asked.

Ding Yicheng unconsciously lowered his voice, "I found that the master and the lady sent other people to continue to secretly follow the young master." ”

Fu Mo Nian took off his coat and put it on the chair, "So what?" ”

"......" Ding Yicheng was dumbfounded.

The young master knew that there were other people following him now, so he took the initiative to give up riding to and from school, and chose him and Uncle Ding instead, although he got rid of the group of people to follow, he and Uncle Ding would still report the young master's daily situation to the master and his wife.

It really is, 'So what'.

Fu Mo Nian stared at the absent-minded Ding Yicheng, "Something else to say?" ”

Ding Yicheng came back to his senses and shook his head busily, "Young master, have a good rest, good night." ”

Uncle Ding was sitting at the top of the stairs waiting, holding his still aching stomach and asking, "What did the young master say?" ”

"I didn't say much." Ding Yicheng bent down to help Uncle Ding up, "There's really nothing to say, after all, we jumped from one pit to another, but our pit is more familiar to the young master." ”

Uncle Ding frowned and held back the pain in his stomach, "Indeed." "I gasped uncontrollably.

Ding Yicheng was worried that something would happen, "I'll take you to the hospital to see." ”

Uncle Ding nodded in pain.

The cold moonlight poured on the clean and transparent glass, and Fu Monian leaned against the window, playing with two special miniature black things in his hands.

Ruyu's face was coated with a layer of frost, her expression was dark and dull, and the curvature of the corners of her lips was terrifying.

This is what he found a few days ago from the top of his school uniform jacket and school uniform pants.

What does it mean not to know if you don't see it, and he was startled when he saw it, but now he understands it completely.

In this house, who will put a mini monitor and a mini voice recorder on him?

There is no one else but my parents.

In fact, Xu Jinyan's words are very right, there are two hands on his head that are manipulating him with threads, and he seems to be living a relaxed and quick life, but in fact he is invisibly restrained.

Fu Mo Nian clenched the two small things in his hand suddenly, and his eyes became sharper and sharper.