Mu Beiting takes back his mind and looks at the survey results in front of him.
Facts have proved that there is no airtight wall in the world, even if it is a secret thing, as long as it happens, there will always be traces to follow.
Although the information found is not much, Mu Beiting is vaguely aware that Han Che's father is not the last time that the Playboy was found.
That man is natural and unrestrained. He wanders in the flowers all his life. There are countless women.
But in the end, even if the time together is short, there will always be something left.
However, monk Li mubai focuses on the relationship between the man and Han Che's mother, but there is no intersection between them.
But the same, this kind of tracing down but found the name of Han Che's mother is not the real name, but just a pseudonym.
Unfortunately, her real name has not yet been found.
Originally, Li mubai had gone to the mental hospital where Han Che's mother was. I believe that the nurses or even other employees would always have some impression on her.
Even if you can't remember the name, even a portrait is good.
To put it another step back, even if you can know her personality, you can infer a lot of things.
On the contrary, Hanche bought the mental hospital two years ago and rebuilt a shopping mall.
And those patients in those years also because time is too long, few are still alive.
However, the nurses and doctors who went abroad in those years disappeared. Up to now, there are few people who can be contacted.
Mu Beiting droops his eyes and covers his thoughts.
What is Hanche hiding.
Why did he bother to hide his parents?
Not long, Su came out of the bathroom slowly, looked at him and hesitated: "do you sleep? It's so late. "
Mu Beiting looked at the time, which surprised him that he had passed so fast.
Immediately turned off the lights and went to the bathroom for a shower.
Listening to the sound of the water in the bathroom, Su Xiangwan's cheek is still a little red, and she plans to check out the comments after logging on the microblog.
I don't know if he saw Weibo or if he would be happy to see it.
Before long, I entered the microblog page, and then I saw a large number of Aites.
After opening, Su Xiangwan saw several words of Mu Beiting at a glance.
She was stunned for a moment, and then she pointed in to have a look.
He sent out a picture of her, sleeping sideways on the sofa, wearing a white skirt.
I don't know when it was taken. She seemed to be sleeping heavily and didn't notice at all.
Looking at the text of his picture, I can't help but feel a little wet.
After he gave her name, he added a reply: "I wish you a city of joy for the rest of your life."
Su Xiangwan stares at it for a long time. Her eyes are red. When she hears the sound of water in the bathroom, she closes her mobile phone and closes her eyes.
Before long, Mu Beiting came out of the bathroom, dried his hair and looked at her.
She was lying on her side in the bed, not moving. She was too clever.
He turned off the light, hugged her from behind, kissed her neck socket, and whispered, "I'm asleep."
Su Xiangwan didn't speak, and Mu Beiting didn't say anything.
After a few seconds, Su Xiangwan couldn't help but turn around first and retract into his arms and said softly, "Mu Beiting, how can you be so good."
He didn't say a word, just stroked her hair.
Su Xiangwan was uneasily arched in his arms. After a while, she climbed up to him, put her head on his chest and whispered, "I've never been loved by a person like this."