After Zhao Fulin followed Duan Yarong into the door, she was not surprised to see the old man sitting in the living room and said softly, "grandfather."

Accustomed to Zhao Fulin's usual high spirited appearance, the meeting saw her so much, and the old man couldn't sit still. He said anxiously, "Why are you so spiritless? Did it hurt? "

"No, I'm not hurt." Zhao Fulin followed Duan Yarong to sit opposite the old man, "the injured are those who are chasing me, and a few people who are dragged down by me."

"The people you drag down?"

Before the old man had time to ask, Zhao Shunrong came in with Xiao Jingyao. Hearing Zhao Fulin's words, his face sank slightly: "what's the matter?"

Zhao Fulin looked up at the crowd waiting for her explanation, sighed, and simply said the whole story.

After hearing this, Zhao Shunrong and the old man looked at each other and asked in a cold voice, "do you remember what those people looked like?"

Zhao Fulin nodded: "I remember, but I don't think those people will show up easily recently in order to avoid the wind. However, I think we can start from the person who was arrested. If we don't make good use of such a practical clue, isn't it a waste? "

They nodded, and Zhao Shunrong turned his eyes to Xiao Jingyao: "where is that man now?"

"In the police station."

Zhao Shunrong pick pick eyebrow: "you call the police?"

Xiao Jingyao didn't answer, but Zhao Fulin put in a sentence: "Uncle Xiao didn't report to the police, it was me... A friend happened to be on the road, recognized me sitting in the car, and called the police. But it's also good that he called the police, and those people finally left when they heard the sound of the siren. "

Zhao Fulin has said so, and Zhao Shunrong is not able to say anything.

Duan Yarong listened to Zhao Fulin's words, but she was a little happy: "Fulin's friend? "Male and female?"

"... man."

Hearing that it was a man, Duan Yarong's eyes were even brighter: "man? Why haven't you heard from Yulin before? Good looking, good character, married? In this case, thanks to his help, we invite him to our house when we are free. My mother cooks to thank him

Zhao Fulin can't bear Duan Yarong's sudden enthusiasm. It's too late for her to see that man running now! How could they invite him to their house for dinner!

Zhao Fulin felt that she had accidentally dug a hole and killed herself. She laughed and said, "Mom, what do you think? He and I just met a few ordinary friends. "

"You can't say that. You said that your friend didn't show up long ago and didn't show up late, but only when you were in danger on that road. That's fate! Mom told you... "

Seeing that Duan Yarong's topic is getting more and more deviated, Zhao Fulin has no choice but to cast her eyes on Zhao Shunrong who is not far away.

Zhao Shunrong seems to think it's not good to continue this topic. He coughed a little, and then turned the topic back: "since he's already in the police station, I'm afraid it's a bit of trouble. You have people staring at that person all the time, negotiate with the police when necessary, and try to get the behind the scenes agent out of that person's mouth. "

Xiao Jingyao nodded and agreed.

Duan Yarong was interrupted by this, and the intention of inviting someone to come and sit at home was finally a little calmed down. Listening to their discussion, he turned to Zhao Fulin and said, "Fulin, you just said that lady mu..."

When Duan Yarong said this, people's attention was focused again.

"Mrs. mu? Which Lady mu The old man looked at Zhao Fulin with great interest and asked with a smile.

"Who else is Mrs. mu? It's Mu Tingfeng's mother, Mu's wife who has been abroad all the year round. " Duan Yarong, because of Mu Tingfeng's relationship, now takes a little bit more or less defense to the people of Mu family, which is also true for Su Ruixin.

"It's her. What's going on with Yulin this time?" Zhao Shunrong's eyebrow creased a lot, and his face became a little ugly.

"That's not true. She was... Er... Implicated." Zhao Fulin met a few people's slightly gossipy eyes and drew the corners of her mouth.

Honestly tell her how to run into Su Ruixin at the gate of Lele kindergarten, and under Su Ruixin's poor plea, she gets on the bus for a moment, but she doesn't want to run into danger on the way.

Finally, Zhao Yulin inevitably mentioned that at the moment of the car accident, Su Ruixin bravely helped her, but she was injured, but in fact she was not seriously injured.

After listening to Zhao Fulin's narration, some of the people present were happy and some worried, while others remained silent.

Zhao Shunrong is glad that Su Ruixin's injury is not serious. Otherwise, according to the importance that the Mu family now attaches to his wife, Su Ruixin has an accident in Zhao Fulin's car. Even if it's not Zhao Fulin's wish, it's hard to ensure that she won't be angry at that time and endanger Zhao Fulin's safety.

Duan Yarong is worried that she has always wanted Zhao Fulin and Mu Tingfeng to completely break off the relationship, but now the mother can be said to protect Zhao Fulin once, after this, Zhao Fulin will have to entangle with Mu Tingfeng again?

The old man's face didn't show any expression. His face was enigmatic. If you look at it carefully, it's not difficult to find that his eyes full of vicissitudes are actually filled with schadenfreude.

Zhao Shunrong cleared his throat, broke the slightly awkward silence between several people, and said to Duan Yarong, "since Mrs. Mu has helped Yulin today, you can take something with you these days and come to the door to express our thanks to her."

Duan Yarong hesitated and nodded.

Zhao Fulin keenly felt the abnormal atmosphere in the living room, and suddenly hesitated to tell these people whether they should go to take care of someone tomorrow.

Just as she was wavering, someone had already pushed her behind, so that even if she wanted to pretend not to know, she could not muddle through.

"General manager, don't you have anything else to say? For example, tomorrow... "

“……”

Zhao Fulin vowed that she definitely saw a trace of schadenfreude in the eyes of this sultry man.

I knew earlier that she should not have told him about it on the way back. I asked him to be my driver these days!

"What's going on tomorrow?"

Facing Duan Yarong's inquiring eyes, Zhao Fulin sighed and said: "tomorrow I have to go to the hospital to take care of Mu Tingfeng."

Death like silence spread in the living room. After a long time, a shrill scream suddenly sounded over the Zhao family ancestral home: "what?"