Chapter 157

Old lady Fu saw the little guy like this and complained about Fu Yun's advice, "the child can't sleep well in the bed. It's normal. What are you doing to the child if you're ok?"

"...." seeing the old lady defending the little guy so much, Fu Yunjian was a little helpless.

At this time, Zhang tezhu hurried in from outside, with a dignified face, "Mr. Fu, there was an accident over there."

The man looked cold, "what's the matter?"

"Someone committed suicide in the hotel..." Zhang tezhu said, handing his mobile phone to Fu Yunjian. "The hotel cleaner Shan Yin frowned at Wen Yan, took his mobile phone, watched the news video again, and then looked at the comments of netizens.

I saw that there was really a comment on the man-made car accident in Shaw's underground garage not long ago.

Some netizens even linked Yan Shu to the suicide in the hotel.

The man who committed suicide was a journalist before.

Yan Shu even drank two glasses of ice water, and her irritability disappeared a lot.

When she returned to the restaurant, she saw that Shan Yin was still looking at his mobile phone vigorously, and grabbed his mobile phone, "don't look, what will be written on it, I can guess without looking."

"Are you still going out today?"

"Of course I have to go out." Yan Shu glanced sideways at him, "do you think I'm the kind of person who hides whenever something happens?"

Shan Yin put away his casual attitude, "I'm just worried about your safety."

Yan Shu looked at Shan Yin and understood the meaning of his words, "Shao Heng and Yan Wei, do you think they can hurt me?"

How is that possible?

"It's impossible to prevent. It's always good to be careful." Shan Yin took the phone from her hand again, got up and walked out, "I'll make a phone call outside."

Yan Shu looked at Shan Yin's back out of the restaurant, and a ripple flashed in her eyes.

"Mommy...?"

Hearing years calling herself, Yan Shu put her eyes on the child and smiled, "your godfather is talking nonsense, Mommy is fine."

"Really?" Years old looked at Yan Shu incredulously, "but you just admitted yourself."

Although she couldn't understand it, she still knew the seriousness of the matter.

"Really, Mommy is fine." Yan Shu said, putting half of the milk she had drunk in her hand, and said sternly, "no milk left."

Sui Sui looked at the milk forcibly stuffed into her hand and skimmed her mouth.

She hates pure milk most!