As soon as Lin Yuhe opened the door and wanted to go out, he saw the stern man standing outside the door.

His flawless expression, as perfect as a mask, finally showed some fluctuations.

"...Mr. Lu?"

The rain last night fell all night, and stopped briefly at dawn. But before dawn, the rain started again, mixed with large amounts of frost and snowflakes.

The weather was at its coldest, and the man hurried out of the rain and snow. There was no trace of water on his shoulders, but there was a strong chill on his body.

Lin Yuhe had never been to this house very often, so he didn't know how soundproofed it was. He didn't know if Mr. Lu heard what he just said, and how much he heard.

Thinking of this possibility, Lin Yuhe's body froze involuntarily.

The man in front of him lowered his gaze, and it was a bird's-eye view from above, as if it was trying to capture his whole body. Lin Yuhe only felt that the gaze falling on him was heavy, as if it were real.

In a daze, he even felt that the other party heard everything.

The moment they looked at each other was so long, but in the end nothing happened. Lu Nan looked at him and said, "Are you planning to go out like this?"

Lin Yuhe hasn't come back to his senses yet: "...ah?"

"Where's the scarf?"

Lu Nan asked him, counting them carefully one by one.

"Go out without wearing a mask or gloves?"

Only then did Lin Yuhe react. He touched his nose and admitted his mistake sincerely: "I forgot to bring it."

Lu Nan said nothing and looked over with lowered eyes.

The man stood against the light, and the thin light in the rainy morning cast a heavy shadow on his originally three-dimensional face, making his expression increasingly unclear.

Silence is more stressful than blaming. Just as Lin Yuhe was about to say something, his shoulders suddenly felt heavy.

Lu Nan raised his hand and put his arm around his shoulders, taking him back into the house.

"Come in."

Although there is no wind in the corridor, it is still not as warm as indoors.

Lin Yuhe's eyes widened slightly, and he didn't realize why the man brought him in. He was not the only one who was surprised, Wu Xin and Lin's father in the room also looked surprised.

Wu Xin was even more shocked. She never expected that Lu Nan would come here in person.

She was agitated, reacted suddenly, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet this respected guest: "Director Lu..."

Lu Nan ignored her at all.

Lu Nan took off his long scarf and tied it around Lin Yuhe's neck.

When he wore the scarf himself, he just tied it in a loose knot and hung it long on his chest, just as a decoration. When he took it off for Lin and He to wear, he tied it carefully and tied it tightly.

Wrapped up, one's chin is buried in the soft scarf.

After tying his scarf, Lu Nan asked again: "Where is the mask?"

Lin Yuhe raised his head, exposed his mouth from the scarf, and whispered: "It's finished."

He usually uses a disposable mask when going out. He used up the last one last night and hasn't bought a new one yet.

Fang Musen, who came in behind, took out a new mask from his bag and handed it over. Lin Yuhe was about to reach out to take it, but the mask was cut off midway.

Lu Nan took the mask and tore open the packaging. The plastic paper squeaked and was balled up in his palm.

The man directly reached out and helped Lin Yuhe bring the mask up.

The slightly rough fingertips inadvertently traced the slightly cool ear. Lin Yuhe couldn't help but feel his ears burn red from the temperature.

After finally putting on the scarf and mask, Lin Yuhe finally found some opportunity to talk: "That's good... I don't need the gloves, I can put my hands in my pockets."

The man lowered his eyes and looked at him expressionlessly.

"I didn't even prepare gloves for you."

Lin Yuhe was a little confused: "...?"

Lu's troubles were not answered.

He only said: "Let's go."

The two left together, but Wu Xin and Father Lin who were left in the house were stunned.

They never thought that Director Lu would have such a side.

Witnessing the interactions between Lu Nan and Lin Yuhe, they were all so shocked that they didn't even notice that Fang Musen hadn't left.

It wasn't until Fang Musen knocked on the door with his fingers that Wu Xin hurriedly came to his senses.

The surprised look on her face had not yet cleared up, and she hurriedly wanted to ask Fang Musen for information: "Assistant Fang, Director Lu..."

Fang Musen said: "Director Lu wants me to bring something to you two."

Wu Xin quickly said: "You say it, you say it."

Father Lin was a little surprised when he saw Fang Musen.

He had met Fang Musen once before, but only from a distance at the engagement party. Now that he looked closer, he realized that the other person looked vaguely familiar.

But this sense of familiarity was too vague. When he thought about it carefully, Father Lin couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

"Assistant Fang, come and sit here."

Wu Xin enthusiastically invited Fang Musen to sit down on the sofa, but Fang Musen did not move.

"Ms. Wu, I think we have made it very clear what happened last time."

Father Lin looked at his wife doubtfully.

What happened last time?

Wu Xin's movements froze, as if she was still frightened, and she stumbled when she spoke: "Clear, clear, didn't we follow suit later? That monitoring software was automatically cleared by the defense system in the phone.

It hasn’t been touched since then. It was the same with the bill shooting, and I haven’t taken any photos related to Director Lu since then. You can all see this, right?”

She spoke very quickly, but Father Lin still heard everything clearly.

Father Lin could hardly suppress his shock.

When did this all happen?

When he heard Lin Yuhe talk about those things before, Lin's father was still surprised by his son's indifference and failed to pay attention to other things. Now when he heard Wu Xin say this, he really realized the problem of these things.

Not to mention that monitoring and listening is definitely taboo for people like Director Lu. What Father Lin doesn’t understand the most is why his wife wants to monitor and film his son’s whereabouts?

But no one at the scene gave Father Lin an answer.

Fang Musen heard what Wu Xin said and said directly: "If you know it clearly, why do you still need to go to Xiangjiang to collect information about the Lu family?"

Wu Xin reflexively wanted to defend herself, but Fang Musen took out a document bag.

"This is the information provided by Zhilin Detective Agency, and their employer's bank card account number." Fang Musen looked at Wu Xin and asked, "Do you need any other evidence?"

Although it was a question, Fang Musen's voice was not high-pitched, nor was he aggressive.

It's just this calm tone that makes people feel even more guilty.

Wu Xin's expression suddenly changed. She tried hard to explain: "We are also trying to find some information for Yu He and help him understand some rules in advance..."

"Help him?" Fang Musen said, "Whether it is helping him or harming him, Ms. Wu should know very well."

"Do you think the Lu family in Xiangjiang can't find out what we can find out?"

How the Lu family, whose information was secretly collected, would view their grandson-in-law, the result can be imagined.

"..."

Wu Xin did not dare to look at Fang Musen anymore, her eyes wandered, and she forced a smile: "How could it be? We are Yu He's parents after all, how could we harm him..."

"Parents?"

Fang Musen smiled, but there was no warmth in his smile.

"A parent who puts a price tag on their children?"

"Ms. Wu, before Director Lu, how many people did you 'sell' Mr. Lin to? Do you want me to help count them?"

Wu Xin froze completely.

Father Lin looked at her in astonishment: "What promotion...what does this mean? What's going on?"

Wu Xin was almost speechless, and Fang Musen did not answer. He adjusted his cuffs and said: "You don't need to worry about Mr. Lin's affairs. You two should worry about your own affairs."

Lin's father said anxiously: "How could we not care about Xiaohe's matter..."

Before he finished speaking, Father Lin suddenly froze when he looked at Fang Musen.

This gentle young man suddenly revealed a cold look that was sharper than a blade.

"Mr. Lin."

Fang Musen finally looked at him squarely, and every word was as clear as ice.

"This sentence is quite ridiculous coming from your mouth."
To be continued...