Again, when Fu Shiyan is willing, he is a very happy person. In addition to money, he is also considerate of every detail.
Jiang Shu once thought that if another woman met him, she would be loved to the highest degree.
But now he was at a loss, and even didn't know what to do. He looked at her with confusion and caution. It was not like before.
In the late winter night, all the leaves of the rows of sycamore trees outside Ming Yuan had fallen off, and they looked desolate under the light of the street lamps. When I took a sniff, it was filled with cold air.
It was three o'clock in the morning, Jiang Shu stood outside and knocked on the door.
When the bodyguard guarding outside saw her, not only did he not stop her, but he also showed a flattered expression.
The person who opened the door was Fu Shiyan. He was still dressed as he had been when they met in the afternoon. He had green stubble on his chin. He looked exhausted physically and mentally, but when he saw her, there was a hint of joy in his eyes.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm here for Lao Jiang's clues."
The door was half open, cold air kept pouring in, and Fu Shiyan's mind became clearer.
"I know." He stepped aside a little, "Lao Jiang finally disappeared among Zhou Liangqi's men, and Song Youran admitted to seeing him."
Jiang Shu walked in and looked at him with a frown.
Fu Shiyan quickly said: "She wants to see you."
Jiang Shu closed his eyes, but he couldn't escape after all.
When she opened her eyes, she was shocked to see a black computer placed on the table in the living room, the one Lu Xun gave her.
Next to the computer, there is a mobile phone case, which has obviously been taken apart and looked at.
It was rare that Jiang Shu felt guilty for a moment.
Fu Shiyan had no expression. He walked over and explained to himself: "Mo Yi found it when we were cleaning up the scene."
I must have checked everything when I brought him back, and found out that she had been eavesdropping on him.
"Are you uncomfortable?" He sat on the carpet and took out the bug attached to the phone case.
Jiang Shu stood there, Fu Shiyan didn't turn on the heater, and it was colder inside than outside.
"What?"
"You keep hearing that Song Youran and I are getting along, is it uncomfortable at that time?"
Fu Shiyan put on a sarcastic smile. There was no anger, only distress and helplessness.
Jiang Shu deliberately ignored the bitterness at that time and turned his head, "No, I just wanted to know your schedule at that time."
"When was it installed?" Fu Shiyan took out a cigarette and lit it.
"..."
He took a breath, the smoke dispersed in the air, and his eyes became clear.
Jiang Shu didn't want to look at him, "Where is Song Youran?"
His gaze was still persistent, so she had no choice but to tell the truth: "When we were at the Fu family."
That is, after grandpa was buried.
Fu Shiyan nodded in understanding, said nothing more, and just continued to smoke.
It was strange that Jiang Shu still felt uncomfortable when he saw him smoking silently.
After he finished smoking a cigarette, he smiled bitterly at her, which was a bit flattering, "I'll take you to see Song Youran at dawn. It's too late now."
Even explaining.
Jiang Shu found a corner and sat down. She hugged her knees and suddenly said: "If there had been a moment in the past when you were willing to explain to me, we would not have come to this point."
The words that were too true directly hurt Fu Shiyan's heart. He finally realized what it meant and regretted it too much.
But there is no going back, and there is never room for regret for many things. By the time you react, it is already too late.
Jiang Shu taught him a lesson personally - what is loss.