The sun shines through the huge floor-to-ceiling window in the Fu family hall, and it falls into a bright and gorgeous scene.

But the light in winter always has an indescribable sense of coldness. Combined with this scene, the people gathered in the hall feel chilling.

Even though, the heating in the Fu family hall was very open.

Fu Yunshen sat on the sofa in the center of the hall. He was wearing home clothes, warm and brown tones, which should have been the warmest.

But his face was full of grimness, his entire facial features were tense, and his face looked very ugly.

He didn't wear glasses, and his delicate eyes with beautiful eyes were filled with cold and cold light.

Facing Mr. Fu like this, Gong Ran held a breath and stood aside without moving, not daring to chew on the sound.

Everyone below was even more worried, and cold sweat was pouring out from their foreheads.

The hall was clearly full of people, but it seemed as if the sound of needles falling. No one dared to speak, and even didn't dare to make any noise.

This quiet as silent lasted for about ten minutes.

This short ten minutes is the most tormenting and tormenting period for the people in the Fu family.

They even felt that it had been a century.

Finally, the man sitting on the sofa responded. His eyes were flowing and he glanced at the person standing in front of him.

The eyes seemed to have frost condensed, making people shudder.

"Who was the last one to meet the young grandma last night?" he asked.

The tone of voice was very peaceful, but it made the people below shudder uncontrollably.

No one dared to speak because no one could guarantee that they were the last to see Shen Moran.

Seeing that no one answered, Fu Yunshen frowned and asked again: "Who was on night shift at the doorman last night?"

The atmosphere was silent for a while again. A young man raised his hand tremblingly, and everyone's eyes were involuntarily condensed on him, with more or less a little sympathy.

The young man swallowed uncontrollably, and his tongue was obviously knotted, "Mr. Fu...Mr. Fu, yesterday... Last night, I was on night shift."

He probably never expected that such an unlucky thing would fall on him.

Fu Yunshen turned his eyes to look at him and asked, "Did you see the young grandma going out last night?"

The young man dared not hide it and said calmly: "Mr. Fu, I swear, I really didn't see the young grandma going out last night. If I saw it, I would definitely stop the young grandma!"

He promised it with confidence, but it was useless.

Fu Yunshen frowned and stared at the person in front of him for a while, and he was sure that he would not dare to lie.

His eyebrows were frowning even more violently, and he seemed to have some headaches to support his forehead.

As he thought, Shen Moran still did not take the usual path this time.

Fu Yunshen's face became even more ugly, and his lips turned pale a little uncontrollably...

Shen Moran embarked on a journey without destination, and she seemed to want to be healed by the scenery along the way.

She wanted to change the environment to calm herself down.

But nearly a thousand miles away from Yuncheng, she suddenly wanted to find a place to rest.

After thinking seriously for a long time, she decided to go to Su Qingyue.

In this world, her only good friend.

So she changed her itinerary and headed to the small town where Su Qingyue is now.

As for Shen Moran's sudden visit, Su Qingyue's face did not show surprises, but a strong accident.
Chapter completed!