let's get married darling

Chapter 90 Song Yan, what kind of Gu did you put on me?

After bathing Song Xiaoyuan, Song Yan took out his clothes from the suitcase and changed for him, then carried him to the room and let him sleep.

Song Xiaoyuan was really sleepy, he fell asleep soon after falling out of bed.

Seeing his fair and tender face sleeping peacefully, Song Yan twitched his lips and came out of the room, but he didn't see Fu Hanshen outside.

He went out?

Seeing the uncleared dinner plate again, Song Yan walked over to tidy it up a few steps away. While tidying things up carefully, the words Fu Hanshen asked in the army rang back in her mind.

What is he to her now...

This question has been lingering in her mind ever since the troops of the military region left.

Thinking about it carefully, she really didn't understand how she and Fu Hanshen developed such a relationship. Originally, she clearly wanted to break away from him more completely, but the result was often a bit unexpected.

To put it a bit hypocritically, she just divorced Tang Munian, and she never thought of being with another man so soon, let alone a man like Fu Hanshen who would always bring her different surprises.

Although she roughly guessed his intentions, and he himself expressed his attitude, in just a few days, how did she escape from the shadow of one man and throw herself into the arms of another man?
No matter how inexplicable her relationship with Fu Hanshen is now, she has never forgotten her intention to come to this city.

After packing up his things, Song Yan went back to the room and took a look at Song Xiaoyuan, and saw that he was sleeping soundly, so he went out with confidence...

**
Time gradually darkened.

When Fu Hanshen came out of the hospital, it was already night outside.

Leaning against the wall at the corner outside the hospital, he glanced at the identification results in his hand, his eyes deepened and deepened, he took out a cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette, and took puffs after puffs.

After receiving this appraisal result, I don't know whether to say it is joy or complicated. Perhaps, the shock is much greater than the joy.

A child who should no longer exist in this world, unexpectedly reappeared in his line of sight by such a coincidence...

Is it God's will...

The smog enveloped the space, covering his handsome face in the night with a thin layer of mist. He stood against the wall for a long time, his eyes, which were as dark as abysses, could no longer distinguish the emotions, as deep as the vast night sky.

Suddenly, he stubbed out the cigarette butt, casually threw it into the trash can not far away, and finally stopped a car and left...

**
The car stopped in front of the hotel gate. As soon as Fu Hanshen got out of the car, he saw Song Yan, who was carrying a suitcase and holding Song Xiaoyuan's little hand, came out.

Seeing her family background, his eyes darkened suddenly, "What are you doing?"

Song Yan looked up, and saw his tall and straight figure walking towards them, but she was honest, "I want to move out."

"Move out?" With his slender legs, he walked up to her in a few steps, "Where are you moving?"

"I went out to look for a house this afternoon." Song Yan looked at him calmly and said, "I have found a suitable one, and I have agreed with the landlord to move in now."

Hearing what she said, Fu Hanshen's eyes immediately became less polite, "Why didn't you notify me?"

"You're not here this afternoon." Moreover, she and Song Xiaoyuan originally came to this city to settle down here, and this is a matter of course. They can't just stay in the hotel all the time and accept his favors for everything.

The life she wants is not a blind handout from a man.

Fu Hanshen frowned, and then looked at Song Xiaoyuan next to her with a questioning gaze.

During the interrogation, it became more complicated, which reminded him of the appraisal report...

Thinking that Fu Hanshen was asking him why he didn't stop her decision, Song Xiaoyuan was very innocent, blinked and said, "I also just found out."

As soon as he woke up, Song Dayan told him to go with him.

So, he doesn't understand anything.

Looking away from his small appearance, Fu Hanshen looked at Song Yan again and frowned, "If I don't come back in time, are you planning to leave again?"

Just like the previous few times, I left without saying anything.

However, Song Yan said this time, "I left a note for you in the room."

Although she has a kind of painless relationship with him now, she didn't go as simply as the previous few times. After all, he chased them here, even though he didn't think there was anything, but She still finds it difficult.

If she didn't even say a word, it would seem that she was going too far.

But Fu Hanshen snorted coldly, "What's the use of a note?"

"..."

"go back."

Without further ado, he stepped forward to lift the suitcase in her hand, but Song Yan backed away abruptly, stopping his action, and immediately glared at her with a slightly warning gaze.

Song Yan said, "I think this is enough."

"..."

"Go back." She looked at him calmly. "This place doesn't belong to you, and you shouldn't be here anymore. There are still many things waiting for you to go back there. Don't waste your time with us."

If she could, she really didn't want to make such an excuse that she would despise.

She clearly understood what he meant, but she still uttered such clumsy language, which really made her feel hypocritical.

However, what kind of mentality should a person have to be with another man within three days of divorcing his ex-husband?
She felt that at least she couldn't throw herself into another man's arms so quickly, and it might take some time before she could feel at ease.

Although, she felt that she no longer had any feelings for Tang Munian...

After hearing her words, Fu Han's expression turned grim. In his life, it was probably the first time that he treated a woman with such a good temper.

With a low tone, he said, "Go back."

This slightly commanding feeling made Song Yan subconsciously resist.

However, just as she was about to say something, Song Xiaoyuan next to her suddenly became unhappy, and rolled her eyes at them, "Are you guys going to fight again?"

"..."

"..."

"You guys have been quarreling for a long time, have you ever thought about my feelings?" He complained in a childish voice, "One person said this, and the other said that, can we agree? Otherwise, I don't know what to do."

His words immediately silenced both of them.

And each other felt the same, they made their son angry!
Coincidentally, after Song Xiaoyuan's words fell, a passerby said, "Look, two adults are arguing, and the child will be implicated again. It's so pitiful."

"That's right, it's fine to quarrel, but it's too irresponsible to involve children. What's the matter with these two adults?"

Song Yan couldn't bear it anymore. It felt like people who didn't know the situation were judging her. How could she make it seem like she was so unreasonable now?

But the fact is that she is a little unreasonable, but if there is another way to go, a way that makes her feel less guilty and less unacceptable, she doesn't want to become like this.

Clearly always felt that everything should be done according to one's own mood, as long as one was happy, but in the matter between Fu Hanshen and them, he always felt that it was difficult to fool around easily.

That would make her feel that, sometimes, it was really too casual.

If this continues, sooner or later she will not be able to tell what reality is.

There were more and more discussions nearby, Song Yan seemed to be discouraged, he just wanted to carry the suitcase and drag Song Xiaoyuan away quickly.

However, before she could take a step, her wrist was grasped by the man's broad hand.

Above his head, his voice slowly became less deep, "Go back."

"..."

"I will try not to quarrel with you in the future, take our son back with me, I will do my best to treat you well, and I will think of your feelings in everything, this time, don't bring your child After leaving, he is still young and can't bear much pain, and I don't want you to suffer either."

This kind of language that seemed to be gentle, affectionate and full of confession made Song Yan take a cold breath.

She stared at him with amazed and astonished eyes, only to see Fu Han's deep eyes were filled with a faint and playful smile, but the expression on his face was so affectionate that no one could doubt it.

How could he say such ambiguous words without changing his face?

Song Yan almost laughed angrily at him.

Sometimes, he is so shameless that it makes people angry and laugh.

He clearly knew what their current situation was, but deliberately discredited the facts, insisting on making others misunderstand them as if they were an old couple, which made her...

"Ma'am, you see that your man has admitted his mistake so sincerely, and you don't look like he has done anything unforgivable." At this moment, a middle-aged lady leaned over and said earnestly to her, " In this life, there are always some bickering and so on, but it is really not very responsible to take the child away from home because of the quarrel. You see, your child is still so young, you are willing to let him run around with you Is there a saying that is good, couples fight on the bedside, I don't think you have a big misunderstanding, don't wrong the child because of a little thing, the child is very pitiful."

Song Yan, "..."

Now that the relationship is better, she really seems to be a heinous sinner. From what others say, even she can't forgive herself.

Forcefully, Song Yan glared at the man in front of him. Fu Hanshen hooked his lips at the right time, stretched out his hand and pinched her face, and stared at her, "Go back, huh?"

Beside, Song Xiaoyuan was not to be outdone, tugged at the corner of her clothes, looked up at her pitifully, "Song Dayan..."

"..."

Well, count her lost.

One or two is fine, and now even Song Xiaoyuan's tone reveals a sense of reluctance and pitifulness, which directly pokes at her weakness. No matter how cruel her heart is, no matter how decisive her decision is, Song Xiaoyuan's pitiful eyes Next, the defeat is coming.

Although she knew that the little devil Song Xiaoyuan must be doing it on purpose, she could finally see his psychological thoughts from this.

He didn't want to go, at least not now.

Otherwise, at this time, it's not that he doesn't want to help her, who has been with him for six years, but he is turning to others.

Biting his lips angrily, Song Yan gave Fu Hanshen a sharp look at Fu Hanshen, who had succeeded in his scheme, then returned to the hotel with his suitcase in annoyance.

Seeing that she finally compromised and went back, the middle-aged woman and the rest of the onlookers also dispersed. Before leaving, the middle-aged woman patted Fu Hanshen on the shoulder and said with a sincere smile, "Young man, you have a wife and children. , we must live a good life, women, sometimes let her a little more, just let her a little more."

Fu Hanshen didn't answer, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he smiled faintly.

Lowering his eyebrows, he looked at Song Xiaoyuan standing in front of him, and suddenly felt that this person who shouldn't exist is really pleasing to the eye now.

So he was not stingy, and praised him a few words, "Good job."

Unexpectedly, Song Xiaoyuan snorted and didn't appreciate it. He looked at him and said, "If you don't work harder, I won't help you next time. If a man is too useless, he can't climb like a sow." It's like climbing a tree."

"..."

Seeing his small body turning directly and walking towards the hotel, Fu Hanshen's face suddenly darkened as he stood there.

There is no need to doubt that he is such a bastard and so bold and vicious. It is his kind.

Because he remembered that when he was a child, he seemed to be such an asshole, and the extent of the asshole might be even greater, otherwise Mrs. Fu would not have kept talking about how he was such an asshole when he was young.

Thinking about it this way, I was really an asshole when I was a child...

Although his complexion was not very good, he miraculously didn't feel angry. He took out the identification report from his pocket again, and the corner of Fu Hanshen's mouth slightly hooked.

After the shock faded away, even a person who shouldn't exist is alive in front of him, this feeling doesn't seem too bad...

**
Song Yan returned to the suite with the suitcase, and locked himself in the room.

Soon, there was a knock on the door.

Outside is Song Xiaoyuan's immature voice, "Song Dayan."

When he heard that it was him, Song Yan didn't hesitate, got up and went to open the door.

Song Xiaoyan raised his head, looked at her who appeared at the door of the room, pursed his lips, frowned slightly worriedly, looked at her expression carefully, and asked tentatively, "Are you angry?"

"No." Song Yan knelt down, looked at him at the same level, squeezed his little face, and said with a smile on his plain face, "Why am I angry?"

"But you seem to be very unhappy." Song Xiaoyuan was worried in his heart, and looked at her tentatively, "Is it because I helped him just now, that's why you are sad?"

He realized it himself, after all, he had been with her for so many years, but at that time just now, he turned to others, and always felt that he seemed to make Song Dayan sad.

Who says she is not a competent mother?

In fact, sometimes, he is not a good son...

"No." Seeing his remorse, Song Yan rubbed his little head with a smile, raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you think I look like I'm going to be angry with you?"

of course not.

No matter what he did, no matter what weird things he did, no matter what he did wrong or not, she almost never got angry with him, although she didn't completely spoil him, but no matter in anything, she While teaching him, he will not reprimand him loudly or anger him.

Just because of knowing this, Song Xiaoyuan felt that she really likes to take care of everything by herself, and she doesn't like to let others worry about it.

And the more she didn't want people to worry, the more she made him want to worry more.

He doesn't need to share much for her, he also understands a lot of things, as far as he is a six-year-old child, he can't share, but even if it is a little bit of insignificant things, he hopes she can live better.

Don't take over everything by yourself, even if he is not reliable now, then find a reliable man.

In his small world, this is how he thinks...

In front of Song Yan's smile, Song Xiaoyuan shrugged his ears, lowered his head slightly, and said sullenly, "I'm sorry."

"..."

"Actually, I should respect your thoughts. I shouldn't always think that you are with the person I think is suitable, and then I always want to match you with someone else without asking what you mean." He said, " If you don't like it, then let's leave together. I don't want you to be with others anymore, and I don't want to match you with others casually. Let's leave. Two people are enough, and I don't want to. I will never do anything to embarrass you again."

Hearing this, Song Yan's heart shuddered, and a sense of soreness came over him suddenly.

Her eyes were suddenly a little sore, she tried her best to keep calm, smiled, and raised his head that seemed to be lowered because he knew he was wrong. Talk to people."

This kind of humble feeling has always been unique to her, how could it even be infected by him?

not good.

It's not good for a child who is so sensitive and sensible at only six years old to keep his head down even when he speaks.

This becomes a habit.

Looking at his fair face, Song Yan slammed his lips together and asked, "Do you really like him?"

Song Xiaoyuan didn't nod or shake his head, but said, "This kind of problem is not important anymore."

Compared with whether he likes it or not, he thinks now, it depends on whether she likes it or not.

If she doesn't like it, he won't force anything.

After all, Song Xiaoyuan really felt guilty for helping others but hurting her heart. It was the same feeling as him betraying her, which made him very uncomfortable.

"Song Dayan." A smile appeared on the corner of his small mouth, he stepped forward to hold her hand, and said relaxedly, "If you want to leave, then let's leave together."

Suffering and being wronged are not directly proportional to his love for her.

Didn't others say that if you love someone, you will feel happy even if you suffer hardships?

As long as he can be with her, he feels very happy, and he doesn't want to think so much about the rest.

Song Yan's heart was filled with indescribable sourness, because of his words, because of his smile now, and also because of the fact that she didn't have much ability at all, but she just took him to wander around.

She couldn't tell, what should be done to make him let herself, so that the two of them can feel better...

At this time, the door of the human room outside the suite was opened, and Fu Hanshen's slender and tall figure appeared there.

As soon as he entered the room, he easily glanced at the two people standing at the door of the side bedroom, frowning slightly.

Song Yan also saw him, saw his tall and straight figure coming in, lowered his expression, then lowered his head and said to Song Xiaoyuan, "You stay in the room for a while."

Song Xiaoyuan looked at the man not far behind him, turned his head, and although he didn't know what they were going to say, he still nodded.

In the world of adults, he doesn't know many things, so let them say what they want to say.

Asking Song Xiaoyuan to stay in the room, Song Yan came out and turned around when gently closing the door, but Fu Hanshen stood behind her at some point.

She was a little used to him always being so elusive, and she didn't really feel anything, so she raised her eyes and said to him, "Let's talk."

Fu Hanshen closed his eyes lightly, turned around and walked towards the sofa.

Song Yan looked at his slender and straight back, although it always made people feel a little indifferent, but still gritted his teeth and followed him.

Fu Hanshen's tall body sat down on the sofa, his legs gracefully crossed together, with clean and beautiful fingers, he took the remote control on the coffee table, turned on the LCD TV in front, and then glanced at the woman standing in front of him, "What do you want to talk about?"

"..."

"If there is still something that has nothing to do with me, let me go back alone and don't bother you any more, then it's okay." He looked away from her and stared at the TV, his lips were slightly indifferent, "I don't want to hear it."

Ok.

Many times, she felt a little helpless with this man.

No, it was very helpless.

Although most of the time, none of the things he did was detrimental to her, but his persistent attitude really made people feel helpless. It made her want to leave several times, but in the end she couldn't, and it also made her not straightforward. , Uneasy up.

This feeling was neither what she liked nor what she wanted.

"Are you sure you want to follow us down like this?" Song Yan looked at his indifferent expression and asked tentatively, "Are you sure you won't regret it?"

Fu Hanshen just squinted at her, pursed his thin lips slightly, and said nothing.

Well, Song Yan once again felt that he seemed to have said unnecessary nonsense.

However, she had to continue, "Are you sure you didn't follow us here on a whim?"

Fu Hanshen continued to squint at her.

Based on his attitude, it can be seen that he is still sitting here until now because he is sure that his brain is not cramped for a while.

Song Yan pursed his lower lip, frowned slightly, and said suddenly, "Then let's try dating."

"..."

This time, her decisive and sudden words made Fu Hanshen look at her twice more, which was a bit unexpected.

He originally thought that after she had found a house and was about to move her things out again, after they got her back, she would at least be a little willful and complain, or even scold him and so on.

And he was prepared to be questioned and accused by her.

But she suddenly told him, should they try to date?
Some were the exact opposite of what he expected.

"Are you sure, your mind is clear now?" Fu Hanshen stared at her without changing his expression, making it impossible to see his emotions or peep into his psychology.

Song Yan pulled his lips and replied, "I can't be sober again."

Fu Hanshen looked at her with deeper eyes.

Song Yan continued unhurriedly and calmly, "Before you asked me what you are in my current feeling, I think I can answer you now."

"Say." He stared at her with a deep look in his eyes.

Song Yan thought for a while, trying to find the right language, and then slowly said, "Savior, God."

"I've watched too many TV shows." Fu Hanshen taunted her unceremoniously.

Song was speechless, "It's just a metaphor like this."

"Go on."

He is still neither fast nor slow, lazily leaning on the sofa, but he is very interested in her thoughts, although he feels that, for now, what she thinks is not so important, but this does not prevent her from pouring out , does not prevent him from listening.

Song Yan took a deep breath, calmed down, and said, "When I was on the train, you touched me."

"Which point?"

He didn't feel much about it himself. Although those actions, sometimes thinking about them later, really made him feel that they were not something he could do, but occasionally he felt that they didn't feel too bad.

People always need to be young for a time or two before it can be called life.

Song Yan was a little at a loss for words again, and said bravely, "Probably when you were chasing the train, or when you suddenly appeared beside me, probably..."

It was probably also when he took her hand and told her to marry him.

I can't tell the difference. On that day, he gave her so much shock and surprise that she couldn't distinguish which moment made her feel such a touch that she didn't want to face.

Maybe, from the moment he appeared outside the window, it has always been there...

Fu Han frowned displeased after hearing her several theories, "So many theories, how do I know, which moment are you talking about?"

"...It's fine if you don't know."

How did she make it look like she was confessing?
She was just talking about her own feelings, but in front of him, she made herself like a little girl on campus, and confessed shyly when facing a handsome senior.

This feeling is too complicated and disordered.

But facing the man who was always so puzzled, Song Yan was somewhat like a discouraged ball, with a dull expression, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

On the other hand, Fu Hanshen saw that she fell silent, stretched out his hand, and suddenly pulled her onto the sofa. He turned over and pinched her jaw, "So, do you have a place for me in your heart now?"

Song Yan was pressed down by him, blinking his quiet eyes, "The premise is, you can be sure that you are not acting on a whim."

If it wasn't on a whim, and I really handed myself into his hands, it should be possible, right?

There are several reasons why she suddenly told him that she could try to date him.

One, is that Song Xiaoyuan seems to really like him.

On the way back from outside the hotel, Song Xiaoyuan's feeling of helping him really made her feel uncomfortable, but from this, she also saw that Song Xiaoyuan was really looking forward to him, even if she asked him again just now , although he didn't say it verbally, but the meaning is self-evident.

Second, it was Fu Hanshen who helped her a lot during this time, but she knew that it was impossible to be with someone just because he helped her, until now she finally opened her mouth, not because he helped her What, just thinking, if possible, it’s okay to try first.

She may not give her heart to other men so quickly, but if she just tries to date first and then depends on the situation, it is inevitable.

People always want to leave a way out for themselves. Her back way has always been to leave, and she doesn't want to get involved with anyone anymore, but he has been chasing after her. She tried to leave several times but failed, so why don't we all go in together? In the abyss.

Whether it is a blessing or a curse, you will only know when you sink into it.

Otherwise, they will always stand on the shore, without a clear attitude or specific statement. The two people are ambiguous, but they seem to have a relationship that ends, and sometimes it will hurt people more.

While delaying him, he also delayed himself.

This kind of time-consuming attitude is really not very good.

Song Yan looked at him and said, "If I knew that you were just acting on a whim, I would still leave at that time."

Fu Han smiled lightly, pinched her chin, "Is it just a whim, let time tell."

Time can always prove everything, and it can also reflect many things.

Song Yan smiled slightly, and smiled from the bottom of his heart because of his words. She needed his accurate and certain guarantee, which would make people feel that he was not confident and sincere, because he was not confident and sincere, so he needed If accurate guarantee.

And his attitude makes people feel that he can take a gamble, and can make people believe that he is there.

Without saying anything else, Fu Han pressed her deeply to sit on the sofa, and lowered his head to kiss her lips. After the matter became clear, even though he still felt a little guilty and uncomfortable in his heart, Song Yan still endured it and did not refuse. he.

The two are like couples who have been in love for a long time, and more like an old couple who have a tacit understanding and a deep understanding of each other. Their lips and teeth are intertwined, and the fit is self-evident.

As for the question that was always on Song Yan's mind, she didn't ask about the relationship between the woman she saw that day and him.

Maybe she couldn't respond at the time, and they didn't know if they misunderstood.

After all, if there was such a beautiful woman by his side, and it was as harmonious and natural as it appeared on the surface, it didn't matter, he wouldn't chase their mother and son to this kind of place.

At least, his heart will be calmer than his appearance...

Lips and teeth rubbed against each other, the tip of his tongue was drawn into her mouth, and the two kissed ecstasy. For the first time, Song Yan felt that, aside from any unnecessary guilt, the feeling of kissing seemed not bad.

And it seemed that he gradually began to be dissatisfied with this kind of kiss. Fu Hanshen's big palm walked over her body through the fabric. Song Yan opened his eyes, and saw the mottled and deep color of his gradually surging lust, which floated uncontrollably on his face. Two blushes.

Sensing him lowering her increasingly swollen thing, her fair face blushed more and more uncontrollably, she realized something in a daze, she hurriedly separated from him, and reached out to block his hand that slid down to her lower abdomen, "Don't."

"Still uncomfortable down here?" Fu Han looked down at her below him, his eyes were clearly filled with thick colors, and even his voice was hoarse and sexy, but he still controlled himself very well. Make yourself too impatient.

Although what he asked made people feel a little ashamed, Song Yan still shook his head slightly, glanced at the door lying on his side, and said to him, "Go to the room."

Once the relationship is established, any reserve becomes unnecessary.

And she doesn't want to pretend to be shy to refuse at such a time, because her body feels so teased by him...

If you refuse again, it's just a boring tug-of-war between you and me.

A lot of excess.

Staring at her clearly blushing face, yet blunt and not coquettish, Fu Han curled his lips deeply and shallowly, and smiled.

It is undeniable that her appearance, on the contrary, teased his heart even more, making it harder for him to control.

Picking her up from the sofa, Fu Hanshen turned around, walked into the master bedroom, closed the door with his hind legs, then put her on the bed, and continued with the work just now...

**
There was no movement outside for a long time, even seeing that Song Yan didn't even open the door to look at him, Song Xiaoyuan suddenly wondered what they were talking about outside.

But in the end, he unscrewed the door and went out. Where was the shadow of the two of them in the living room?
Seeing that the door of the master bedroom was tightly closed, Song Xiaoyuan stepped forward and tried to twist it a few times, only to find that the door was locked by someone!
It was locked! ! !
No need to think about it, he also knew that they must be inside!
Otherwise, how could he not feel that they had gone out?
But they closed the door, didn't they leave him alone?
Thinking of this, Song Xiaoyuan felt as if he was abandoned by them!
How can the world of adults be more fickle than children?

He was clearly about to leave before, but now the two of them are in the same room. He is clearly ready to give up and really leave with Song Dayan, but why are they in the same room now?
They are enough!

Never thought about his feelings at all! !

Song Xiaoyuan was very angry, because he always felt that he was being ignored by them frequently recently, and this feeling really made him very angry.

So, seeing that the TV outside was still on, he strode over, took the remote control, and turned the volume to the maximum, trying to vent his dissatisfaction in this way.

Soon, the door of the master bedroom was opened.

Fu Hanshen stood at the door, wrapped in a loose bathrobe, glanced at him coolly, "Sound, keep it quiet."

After knowing that this kid had something to do with him, even the tone he used was not as polite as before.

Of course, I didn't think he was too polite before.

After the man dropped those few words, the door closed again.

Song Xiaoyuan stared at the closed door, and complained dissatisfied, "I'm not happy and I can't even vent it? You're not my father, and you started to be rude to me, have you ever thought about my feelings?"

The door was still closed, and no one responded to him.

After being bored, Song Xiaoyuan took the remote control, pressed it hard with his little finger, and the TV was turned off immediately.

Then, the two small eyebrows raised unhappily, and with a snort, she slid off the sofa, walked into the side sleeper with two short legs, and slammed the door heavily.

**
Driving the car aimlessly on the road, and stopped at an apartment building, Tang Munian realized that he had come to the apartment that Song Yan was renting without knowing it.

The reason why she knew that the apartment she rented was here was because someone reported her address in the newspaper last time.

It was also at that time that he realized that in the past few years, except at night, she rarely showed up at the Tang family, because she came here almost most of the time when she was not working.

This place was the first time he got so close...

He stopped at the spot for a while, his eyes sinking, and suddenly, Tang Munian opened the car door, got out of the car, and walked upstairs like a ghost.

He clearly knew that he shouldn't come here again, or even appear in front of her, but he didn't know if it was because she had completely disappeared these days and brought him an infinite sense of loneliness, or there were other reasons, just Let his footsteps and heart, involuntarily want to come here.

Every step he took was heavy and stagnant. When he finally came to the floor where Song Yan rented before, in front of the door, he hesitated and finally reached out to knock on the door, but no one came to open it for a long time.

At this time, someone came out from the door of a neighbor next door, saw him standing there, and asked, "Are you looking for a mother and son named Song?"

Tang Munian nodded.

The man said, "They moved out ten days ago, you came much later, and now this house is empty."

"Moved away?" The answer was not unexpected, but it surprised him for a while, eyebrows frowned slightly, and he asked, "Did you say where you moved?"

The man shook his head, "Their mother and son seldom interact with everyone, and no one knows."

"Thank you."

It was expected to get this answer, but it filled his heart with melancholy.

It was probably because of the newspaper incident that she had to leave with that child...

After Tang Munian thanked her, he turned around and wanted to leave, but the man suddenly remembered something, and said suddenly, "I remember that the person who came to help her carry her luggage that day was a man, maybe he left with him."

Hearing these words, Tang Munian's heart tightened, as if someone had poked a sensitive point severely, making his heart tighten subconsciously.

The color in his eyes darkened quite a bit. Turning his head, he asked the man with difficulty and reluctance, "What kind of man?"

"I haven't noticed this, but some time ago, another man came here occasionally, and it seems that they are all related, and I don't know who they are." The man waved his hand, shook his head and sighed, "That girl usually seems to be a very conservative person with simple interpersonal relationships. I really don't know which side is her."

Which side is her?

Reflecting on this question, Tang Munian lowered his eyes and smiled after going down to the first floor.

He suddenly wanted to know, which side was the real her?

Is it the person who stopped his car desperately, stared at him with scarlet eyes, and only wanted to ask him why, or was it her whose interpersonal relationship was so complicated that he couldn't understand?
In the end, which one is the real her?

He obviously didn't want to pay any more attention to her news, but recently, his heart seemed to be suffering, and he couldn't help but think of her again and again...

Song Yan, what kind of poison did you put on me...

(End of this chapter)