It turns out that the boss is a bamboo horse

Chapter 157 So What, Being Bound
Fang He pursed his lips unnaturally, and hurriedly brushed past Fu Mo Nian.

A bunch of headlights came and shone on Fu Mo Nian.

"Master, it's time to go back."

Uncle Ding and Ding Yicheng had been waiting outside for a long time. Uncle Ding opened the rear car door and stood beside him respectfully.

Fu Mo Nian hummed lightly, then bowed and sat in the car.

Ding Yicheng looked at Fu Mo Nian from the rearview mirror, "Master, you said you were going to go to school by bike, why didn't you suddenly stop riding?"

While Uncle Ding was wearing his seat belt, he glanced at Ding Yicheng, his eyes were full of seriousness and displeasure, the young master's decision is beyond your control!
Ding Yicheng turned a blind eye and waited for the answer solemnly.

"Instead of you following me while I'm riding, it's better to let me ride in the same car as you." Fu Mo Nian glanced at the rearview mirror with a slight smile in his eyes.

"Since young master, you told me and Yicheng not to follow you all the time last time, Yicheng and I really didn't follow you anymore." Uncle Ding looked so determined that he almost swore to make a promise.

Fu Mo Nian closed his eyes and leaned on the seat, "I know."

Arriving at Fu's house, Uncle Ding rushed into the bathroom as soon as he got out of the car clutching his uncomfortable stomach.

Ding Yicheng took the initiative to hold Fu Mo Nian's books and followed him upstairs.

Putting the books neatly on the bedside table, Ding Yicheng folded his hands above his lower abdomen, "Excuse me, did the young master find something?"

"What did you find?" Fu Mo Nian asked back with a frown.

Ding Yicheng unconsciously lowered his voice, "I found out that Master and Madam have sent other people to continue to follow you secretly, Young Master."

Fu Mo Nian took off his coat and put it on the chair, "So what?"

"..." Ding Yicheng was dumbfounded.

Knowing that there are other people following him now, the young master voluntarily gave up riding to and from school, and chose him and Uncle Ding instead. Although he and Uncle Ding got rid of the followers of that group of people, he and Uncle Ding would still report the young master's daily situation to the master and Uncle Ding. lady.

'So what' indeed.

Fu Mo Nian looked at the absent-minded Ding Yicheng, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

Ding Yicheng came back to his senses and hurriedly shook his head, "Master, rest well, good night."

Uncle Ding was sitting at the top of the stairs waiting, clutching his aching stomach and asking, "What did the young master say?"

"I didn't say anything." Ding Yicheng bent down to support Uncle Ding, "There is really nothing to say, after all, we jumped from one pit to another, but our pit is more familiar to the young master."

Uncle Ding frowned and held back the pain in his stomach, "Indeed." He gasped uncontrollably.

Ding Yicheng was worried about what might happen, "I'll take you to the hospital."

Uncle Ding nodded in pain.

The cold and bright moonlight poured on the clean and transparent glass. Fu Mo Nian was leaning against the window, playing with two very small black things in his hands.

Ruyu's face was covered with a layer of frost, her expression was gloomy and gloomy, and the corners of her lips curled up in an eerie way.

This is what he found a few days ago from the top of the school uniform jacket and school trousers.

What does it mean not to see or not to know? He was startled when he saw it, and now he completely understands it.

Who's going to put mini-monitors and mini-recorders on him in this house?

There is no one else but parents.

In fact, what Xu Jinyan said was quite right. There were two hands on his head controlling him with strings. He seemed to be living a relaxed and happy life, but he was actually bound invisibly.

Fu Mo Nian clenched the two small things tightly in his hand, his eyes became sharper.

(End of this chapter)