There is no special explanation, but I can clearly feel that Murong Nanchuan knows my identity.

Fu Shenyan tried his best to make the Murong family think that I am Shen Shu and a substitute, but now I still fall short of success.

These two words are enough to warn me.

It is because he is sure that I am Shen Shu that he is determined to win over Shen Changlin and others. They are the best chips that threaten Fu Shenyan and me.

The only thing to be thankful for is that Murong Nanchuan's goal is not to have three children.

At this time, the atmosphere of the living room is on the verge of a hair trigger, as if to add a fire casually, that is, regardless of respectability.

Fortunately, the housekeeper came, "master, madam, you can have dinner."

This is the solution to a crisis.

After all, they all have their own ghosts, and they are all on the same table.

This meal was especially depressing, and Fu Shenyan and I didn't speak in the whole process.

As for Lin Wan, they had already agreed that if they meet Murong Jin's people and take them away by force, they don't have to fight. Now it's the same with Murong Nanchuan.

On the surface, Murong Nanchuan husband and wife did everything they could. One scene after another, they all came from shopping malls. Naturally, Lin Wan and Mo Zhicheng would not show their diffidence, and they should face each other.

Finally, it was time to leave. Lin Wan took me by the side of the road and did the scene of saying goodbye according to the plan.

Before getting on the bus, Fu Shenyan did not forget the cold warning Murong Nanchuan, "I hope you do what you say, treat Xiaoshu's relatives well, otherwise, I will let the whole Fu family be buried with me."

There are only three of us when we come here, but when we go back, we are still.

Although it's Fu Shenyan's plan, Shen Changlin's uneasy feelings spread out uncontrollably when he watched them from a distance.

Probably aware of my nervousness, Fu Shenyan took me to his arms and gave me a reassurance. "I promise that none of my parents and third uncle will be hurt."

Fu Shenyan is a man of one promise and one thousand gold. He will never easily promise anything he is not sure of. With his words, my worries will be eliminated.

"Don't worry about your Nong, my Nong," the front seat of Shen Yu not sooner or later interjected, meaningful way, "Tonight we are sleepless."

As soon as this sentence was finished, a flash of lightning broke out in the night sky outside. The branches on both sides of the road seemed to be shaken violently, swaying wildly from side to side. Soon, the thunder roared through the sky, and the next storm was enough to imagine.

As Shen Yu said, this is destined to be an extraordinary night.

Back home, after washing, taking care of the children, I put on my coat and went downstairs.

Shen Yu and Fu Shenyan are both in the hall, one is sitting on the sofa with a deep look and chin, the other is standing in front of the French window with his back to me. The dazzling light of lightning comes in, which makes Fu Shenyan's shadow long-term and lonely.

The atmosphere should be that there is no news yet.

Waiting is often the hardest.

If it goes well, Fu Shenyan's people will find the secret address of the Tibetan people in Murong Nanchuan tonight, and then smash it at one stroke.

If not, such a night will become the normal in the future.