Sun Jianbing said: "there are several different people."
"Which way?"
"Four ways."
Paralyzed, who is so arrogant, even think of tracking Manyu, I was angry, angry.
With a trace of anger, I said, "whose people are there?"
Sun Jianbing said: "there is a way is sent by the Kong family."
"Kong xuerui?"
"It should be her."
"What else?"
"There's a ghost on the way."
"What does Wei Wenjie send people to watch Man Yu for?"
Sun Jianbing thought for a moment and said, "his people are more hidden, and they don't do anything excessive. Maybe they are protecting Miss Su secretly."
"There are two more ways?"
"No identity."
I frowned: "you are not sure?"
"Well."
I pondered for a while and asked, "has Manyu offended anyone over the years? Do you think it might be a competitor of Manyu studio?"
"I don't think so. Our Manyu studio is just a fashion design company, this cake is not big, it should not affect the interests of anyone
"It's not from the company, so it's Manyu himself."
Sun Jianbing wants to say something but stops. I see what he wants to say and what worries he seems to have. He says, "Jianbing, just say what you have to say. There's something we can't say between us."
Sun Jianbing hesitated a little and said, "Chutian, I have received a message during this period. I don't know if I should tell you."
"If there's anything to do, say it. What's the news? "
"About Miss Mohan."
When sun Jianbing mentioned Mo Han, he and I were stunned at the same time. Mo Han is a taboo between sun Jianbing and me. No wonder he is so embarrassed.
"She - what's wrong with her? Do you suspect that she sent these people? "
"What I want to say is not this thing, but another thing," Sun said
"Don't stammer, just say it."
"I got the news that Miss Mohan Miss Mo Han, she... "
"What's the matter with her?" I asked anxiously
"Remarried."
When Mo Han remarried, a few words came out of sun Jianbing's mouth. I was stunned. My heart was mixed and my brain was confused. I couldn't say what kind of mood it was. Maybe my mood was very complicated. Anyway, Mo Han used to be my wife.
Every man has a strong possessive desire in his heart, especially for women. Even though Mo Han and I have divorced, there is nothing wrong with her choosing to remarry. This is her right and the best way for her to pursue happiness. However, when I learned that she remarried, I felt a sense of inexplicable irritability.
Why am I doing this?
I can't give a reason. If it has to be, it may have something to do with children.
Once Mo Han is married to another man, my child will certainly follow her. Then it will be very difficult for me to see him again.
After all, he is my child. Although I haven't done my duty as a father these years, he is my child anyway. I miss him all the time.
In my heart, he is my own flesh and blood, just like Ye Luo. How can I not care about him? It's just that ye Luo has no mother and no one to take care of him. Naturally, I love ye Luo a little more. In view of Mo Han's family and the complicated relationship between me and Mo Han, I didn't go to see him.
Just because I don't see him doesn't mean I don't want him or love him.
I was inexplicably agitated. I took out a pack of cigarettes in my pocket and lit one. I took a few puffs of cigarettes heavily. I spat out a few cigarette rings and twisted my brow and said, "when did it happen?"
"For a few years."
"How many years?"
"More than three years."
"Who told you that?"
"Uncle Li."
"Which Uncle Li?"
"The old man's secretary and housekeeper is also his closest friend."
I nodded my head. If it was admitted by Uncle Li himself, it must be true. In fact, I heard about Uncle Li's name eight years ago, but I have never seen it.
After a moment of silence, I asked, "do you know who the man is?"
"I didn't ask, Uncle Li didn't say, but the man who can catch up with Miss Mo Han is certainly not an ordinary person. That's for sure."
"Well."
I stopped talking and smoked a cigarette in silence. After a long time, I recovered a little.
Mo Han remarried, I don't want to mention her, because I can't change anything, it's not up to me to decide, and I have no right to intervene.
I changed the topic: "by the way, where have you been during this time? Have you been imprisoned by the old man?"
"Well.""They didn't do anything to you, did they?"
Sun Jianbing shook his head and said, "No. I was locked up in a small room and released the night before yesterday. "
"You just came back, too?"
"Well."
Sun Jianbing just came back. How did he know about Manyu? He was with me a few months ago. If he was detained by the old man during this period, he had no reason to know.
"Then how do you know that Manyu is being followed? Did Begonia tell you that?"
"No. Begonia doesn't know anything. In fact, I've known about this for a long time. Tracking is not a day or two. It's been a long time. "
"Before I came to Hangzhou?"
"The Kong family only started recently. As for the others, they started three years ago."
If Manyu had been following her for several years, they would have no chance to follow her?
What's their purpose?
I think of a possibility. Maybe it's not so simple. Someone has been protecting Manyu in the dark, such as Wei Wenjie's people. Once Manyu encounters any danger, they can help Manyu settle down for the first time. As time goes by, they form a tacit understanding, restrain each other, only watch in the dark It's a different situation.
I don't know if I have such an idea. It's just that I suddenly have such an idea. It's strange, but it can also explain the complicated situation.
When I think of Wei Wenjie, I still have some bumps in my heart. Every time I meet him, nothing good will happen. Eight years ago, he refused to let him go. After that, he seriously injured me and almost killed me. Eight years later, he still did so. He forced me into a dead pool and almost shot me to death. I have a vague feeling that there will be a war between Wei Wenjie and me sooner or later.
"Have you seen Wei Wenjie these days?"
"No. I haven't seen him since I woke up. "
"He's not in Hangzhou?"
"I don't know. It's like ghost shadow's current identity, and his whereabouts are uncertain. As long as he doesn't jump out and hop, ordinary people can't find any trace of them. "
"Last time Wei Wenjie said in the swamp, what did you ask him to do? What was it?" I've always been curious about this, so I tried to ask.
I didn't plan on what sun Jianbing would say. This stuffy gourd likes to keep things in his heart. I didn't have any hope. I just had a try. What if I said it.