Just as Lin Yuhe opened the door to go out, he saw a stern man standing outside the door.
His perfect mask-like expression finally showed some fluctuations.
"... Mr. Lu?"
Last night's rain pattered all night long, only stopping briefly at dawn. But before dawn, the rain began to fall again, mixed with large swaths of frost and snow.
The weather was at its coldest, and the man hurried over from the rain and snow. There were no water marks on his shoulders, but there was a strong chill on his body.
Lin Yuhe hadn't been to this house much, so he didn't know how the sound insulation was here. He didn't know if Mr. Lu heard what he said just now, and how much he heard.
Thinking of this possibility, Lin Yuhe's body froze involuntarily.
The gaze of the man in front of him dropped, and it was the same kind of overlooking angle from above, as if it wanted to enclose him firmly. Lin Yuhe only felt that the gaze falling on him was heavy, as if it were real.
In a daze, he even felt that the other party heard everything.
The moment they stared at each other was so long, but in the end nothing happened. Lu Nan looked at him, but said, "Are you planning to go out like this?"
Lin Yuhe hasn't recovered yet: "... huh?"
"Where's the scarf?"
Lu Nan asked him, counting them carefully one by one.
"Masks, gloves, go out without wearing anything?"
Only then did Lin Yuhe come to his senses. He touched his nose and sincerely admitted his mistake: "I forgot to bring it."
Lu Nan didn't speak, but looked down.
The man stood against the light, and the thin light in the rainy morning cast a heavy shadow on his three-dimensional face, which made it even more difficult for people to see his expression clearly.
Silence is more stressful than blame. Lin Yuhe was about to say something when his shoulders suddenly sank.
Lu Nan put his arms around his shoulders and led him back into the house.
"Come in."
Although there is no wind in the corridor, it is still not as warm as indoors.
Lin Yuhe opened his eyes slightly, unable to understand why the man brought him in. He was not the only one who was surprised, Wu Xin and Father Lin in the room were also surprised.
Wu Xin was even more shocked, she never thought that Lu Nan would come over in person.
Shocked, she reacted abruptly, and hurried forward to greet this respected guest: "Director Lu..."
Lu Nan ignored her at all.
Lu Nan took off his long scarf, raised his hand and tied it around Lin Yuhe's neck.
When he himself wore the scarf, it was only loosely tied in a knot, and it hung long over his chest, just as a decoration. When it was taken off for Lin and He to wear, it was wrapped carefully around each other, wrapping each other tightly, making people bury their chins in the soft scarf.
After fastening the scarf, Lu Nan asked again, "Where's the mask?"
Lin Yuhe raised his head, exposed his mouth from the scarf, and whispered, "It's used up."
He usually uses a disposable mask when he goes out, and he used up the last one last night, and he hasn't bought a new one yet.
Fang Musen, who came in behind, took out a new mask from his bag and handed it over. Lin Yuhe was about to reach out to pick it up, but the mask was cut off halfway.
Lu Nan took the mask and tore open the package. The plastic paper creaked and was held in a ball in the palm.
The man stretched out his hand directly, and helped Lin Yuhe take the mask up.
The slightly rough fingertips inadvertently brushed against the slightly cool pinnae, Lin Yuhe couldn't help but his ears became red from the temperature.
After finally putting on the scarf and mask, Lin Yuhe finally found a chance to speak: "That's all right... I don't need gloves, I can put my hands in my pockets."
The man lowered his eyes and looked at him expressionlessly.
"I didn't prepare gloves for you."
Lin Yuhe was a little dazed: "...?"
Lu Nan did not give an answer.
All he said was, "Let's go."
The two left together, but Wu Xin and Father Lin who were left in the house were already stunned.
They never thought that Director Lu would have such a side.
Witnessing Lu Nan and Lin Yuhe getting along with each other, they were all greatly shocked, and they didn't even notice that Fang Musen hadn't left.
It wasn't until Fang Musen knocked on the door with his fingers that Wu Xin returned to his senses in a hurry.
The surprised look on her face hadn't finished yet, and she hurriedly wanted to ask Fang Musen: "Fang Tezhu, Director Lu..."
Fang Musen said: "Director Lu has some words that I want to bring to you two."
Wu Xin hurriedly said, "Say it, say it."
Father Lin was a little surprised when he saw Fang Musen.
He had met Fang Musen once before, but only at the engagement banquet from a distance. Now that he looked closer, he realized that the other party looked vaguely familiar.
But this sense of familiarity was too vague. When he thought about it carefully, Father Lin couldn't remember where he had met him.
"Assistant Fang, come and sit here."
Wu Xin enthusiastically asked Fang Musen to sit down on the sofa, but Fang Musen did not move.
"Ms. Wu, I think we have made it very clear about what happened last time."
Father Lin looked at his wife suspiciously.
What happened last time
Wu Xin's movements froze, as if he had lingering fears in his heart, and he stumbled when he spoke: "Clear, clear, didn't we follow suit later? The monitoring software was automatically cleared by the defense system in the phone. I haven’t touched it since then. It’s the same with taking bills, and I haven’t done anything related to Mr. Lu since then, and you can all see it.”
She spoke very fast, but Father Lin still heard everything clearly.
Father Lin could hardly contain his shock.
When did this happen
When hearing Lin Yuhe talk about those things before, Father Lin was still surprised by his son's indifference, and couldn't pay attention to other things. Hearing what Wu Xin said now, he really realized the problem of these things.
Not to mention monitoring. Listening is definitely a taboo for people like Lu Dong. What Father Lin doesn't understand the most is why the wife wants to monitor. Monitor and take pictures of his son's whereabouts
But no one at the scene gave Father Lin an answer.
Hearing Wu Xin's words, Fang Musen said directly: "Since it is clear, why go to Xiangjiang to collect information about the Lu family?"
Wu Xin reflexively wanted to defend himself, but Fang Musen took out a file bag.
"This is the information posted by Detective Zhilin on social media, and their employer's bank card account number." Fang Musen looked at Wu Xin and asked, "Do you need any other evidence?"
Although it was a question, Fang Musen's voice was not high, let alone aggressive.
It's just this kind of calm tone that makes people feel even more guilty after hearing it.
Wu Xin's complexion suddenly changed, and she tried to explain: "We also want to find some information for Yuhe, and help him understand some rules in advance..."
"Help him?" Fang Musen said, "Whether to help him or harm him, Ms. Wu should be very clear."
"Do you think the Lu family in Xiangjiang will not be able to find out what we can find out?"
It is conceivable how the Lu family, whose information has been collected secretly, will treat this granddaughter-in-law.
"..."
Wu Xin didn't dare to look at Fang Musen again, his eyes wandered, and he forced a smile: "How could it be? After all, we are Yu He's parents, how could we harm him..."
"Parents?"
Fang Musen smiled, but there was no warmth in the smile.
"A parent who puts a price on their child?"
"Ms. Wu, before Director Lu, how many people did you 'sell' Young Master Lin to? Do you want me to help you count?"
Wu Xin froze completely.
Lin's father looked at her in astonishment: "What sales... What does this mean? What's going on?"
Wu Xin was almost speechless, and Fang Musen didn't answer. He straightened his cuffs and said, "You don't need to worry about Young Master Lin's affairs. You should take care of your own affairs."
Father Lin said anxiously: "How can we ignore Xiaohe's matter..."
Before he could finish speaking, Father Lin froze when he saw Mu Sen's gaze above him.
This well-mannered young man suddenly showed cold eyes that were sharper than a blade.
"Mr. Lin."
Fang Musen finally looked straight at him, every word fell to the ground like ice.
"It's ridiculous to say this sentence from your mouth."
Father Lin stared at him blankly, unable to utter a single rebuttal.
Wu Xin on the side turned pale, and reluctantly said: "Fang Tezhu, what do you mean by what you said just now? What do you mean by caring about your own affairs? Are you threatening us? We signed the agreement in black and white..."
Facing Wu Xin, Fang Musen was not as cold as he was to Lin's father. He said calmly: "The agreement was signed to help the Lin family medicine stabilize the capital chain, and this will not change. But if other companies do something wrong, we will never I will forgive you."
"Ms. Wu, it's not that I haven't given you the opportunity. We have clearly warned you when we looked for you last time, and there will be no next time."
Fang Musen made it clear.
"Unfortunately, you didn't take this to heart."
Wu Xin's face became more and more ugly, and she wanted to say something more, when the phone rang suddenly.
When she saw the number displayed on the screen, she felt a great anxiety. She pressed the call button with trembling fingers, and an urgent and sharp voice instantly broke the silence—
"Sister! Something happened to the company! Come back soon!"
Wu Xin's body trembled violently, and her complexion was pale. Before she could respond to the crying help on the phone, she suddenly bent down and retched violently.
Father Lin hurried to help her: "Ah Xin!"
The sound of the receiver, vomiting and shouting mixed together, and the scene was a mess. Fang Musen turned and opened the door, and left without looking back.
The car was parked in the underground garage. Fang Musen was about to leave in the car, but unexpectedly saw a person standing beside the car.
"Young Master Lin?" He had returned to his gentle and courteous appearance, and asked in a gentle voice, "Why didn't you leave?"
"Mr. Lu went to get something." Lin Yuhe wore a mask, his voice was a little muffled, "Let me wait for him here."
He was still wearing Lu Nan's scarf, and the hat of his down jacket was also pulled up. The fluffy hat had a soft brim. The fur lined the side of his face, making people feel their hearts soften at a glance.
Since it was Lu Nan's decision, Fang Musen naturally wouldn't question it. He asked, "Why didn't Young Master Lin wait in the car?"
"It's a bit stuffy in the car." Lin Yuhe said, "I'll come out to get some air."
Fang Musen was about to say something, but he caught a glimpse of a hiding figure out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but pause.
He was silent for a moment, then suddenly changed the subject: "Young Master Lin, has Ms. Wu always treated you so badly? Or did it change recently?"
Lin Yuhe didn't react for a while: "Huh?"
Fang Musen continued to guide him: "Have you felt any abnormal changes in her recently?"
"Ah, a little bit."
Lin Yuhe thought about it.
"Probably because she is pregnant."
This time it was Fang Musen who froze for a moment: "...you know about this?"
"Does Mr. Fang know too?" Lin Yuhe said, "I'm a medical student, so I can tell. She had obvious symptoms in the early stages of pregnancy, with big mood swings, irritability, and changes in her diet."
"And I also heard her tell my dad about the pregnancy test..."
As Lin Yuhe was talking, he suddenly heard a loud bang.
He looked back, only to see a figure accidentally knocked down the iron triangular pile in the underground garage, and staggered away.
Lin Yuhe was a little surprised.
That's... Wu Xiaohan
Wu Xiaohan was still wearing leather pants and over-the-knee boots. It looked like he had just sneaked out and returned overnight. Probably because she was afraid of being caught by her parents when she took the elevator at the main entrance, she wanted to go up the elevator in the underground garage.
As a result, I heard the conversation between the two of them here.
Obviously, Wu Xin's pregnancy hit her hard.
Fang Musen said: "She has been standing there for a while, looking at you all the time."
Lin Yuhe was at a loss: "Look at me?"
Wu Xiaohan's hostility is too obvious, and his IQ is not enough, so he is not a threat. Fang Musen shook his head: "Don't worry about her, let's go."
He had already seen Lu Nan's figure from the entrance on the other side.
Lin Yuhe also saw Lu Nan walking back, touched the tip of his nose subconsciously, and got into the car through the door that Fang Musen opened for him.
Fearing that he would feel bored, Fang Musen didn't close the car door before Lu Nan walked over, so Lin Yuhe could clearly hear the voice from the other side of the underground garage.
That was Wu Xiaohan's sharp questioning voice: "My mother is pregnant?!"
It was Father Lin's voice that answered her, and it seemed that they just came downstairs and bumped into Wu Xiaohan who was about to go upstairs.
"Hanhan, you give way first, mother fainted, we have to go to the hospital..."
"Don't go! Who allowed her to get pregnant?!"
Wu Xiaohan's voice was almost hysterical.
"When you married my mother, you clearly promised to only love me, why do you want children?! You lied to me! You all lied to me!!"
Lu Nan had already walked to the front of the car, he got into the car from the other side, and coldly said to Mu Sen: "Close the door."
The car door was closed, and the chaotic voice was completely isolated from the outside.
The car started and drove out of the garage. Fang Musen didn't get into the car, and the partition between the front and rear seats was slowly raised to separate the driver.
In the confined space, only two people were left alone.
With the warm air in the car, Lin Yuhe wanted to pull down the hood of the down jacket, but when he pulled it halfway, he suddenly paused.
He glanced at the man next to him quietly, making sure that the other party had no intention of stopping him, and then continued to put down the hat that was pulled on by the man himself.
The man was looking for something in the bag he just brought back, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and the contours of his face were cold and hard.
After finding something, he finally spoke.
"Take off the mask."
Lin Yuhe took off his mask and breathed a sigh of relief.
He himself didn't feel anything, and he felt much better now than when he got up early in the morning, but the man's eyes fell on the wound on his lip, and his face was very ugly.
After staring at Lin Yuhe's lips for a few seconds, Lu Nan looked away and picked up a steaming hot towel.
The towel is sterilized and can be applied directly to the lips to soften dry lips. Lin Yuhe said "thank you", and was about to take the towel, but found that the other party didn't intend to hand it to him.
Lin Yuhe was stunned for a moment, and said, "Don't bother brother, I'll do it myself..."
"Do you think you're taking good care of yourself?"
Lu Nan's voice didn't fluctuate, it seemed to be the same as usual.
But he held the folded towel in his right hand, and the back of his hand had faintly raised veins.
Lin Yuhe was startled slightly.
He vaguely felt that Mr. Lu seemed to be angry.
But Lu Nan didn't say anything more, stretched out his hand, and put a hot towel on Lin Yuhe's lips.
This method took effect quickly, and within a short time, the dry skin on Lin Yuhe's lips softened, and the pain from the wound did not recur.
After applying the hot towel, Lin Yuhe touched his slightly wet lips, feeling much better. He was about to thank him, but saw the man next to him take out another tube of ointment.
Do you want to wipe it? Lin Yuhe touched the tip of his nose and said, "I'm much better, brother."
But calling brother this time didn't change anything, Lu Nan turned a deaf ear to it, and directly unscrewed the ointment.
"It's really all right..."
Lin Yuhe never paid much attention to it before, at most he wiped his lips when they were dry and bleeding. He didn't want to bother others this time, he just wanted to lick them and let it go.
But just as the tip of his tongue protruded a little, someone pinched his jaw out.
"… Well?"
In the close distance, the man stared at Lin Yuhe's soft lips, petals, and slightly wet tongue, squinting his eyes, the light in his eyes dimmed.
He spoke in a deep voice, obviously still in the usual cold tone, but Lin Yuhe vaguely heard the viciousness in the man's voice.
"Ningning, you really owe a lesson."