Chapter 921 He Is Back

Wen Qiao had no choice but to drink half a cup of milk as a token gesture, and then Su Yun drank the remaining half cup instead.

Turning off the lights, the two of them lay on Wen Qiao's little bed. Su Yun reached out and hugged her: "The security in our Haicheng has always been very good, not to mention that it is close to our home. The police here must be very responsible. , I didn’t expect that something happened nearby, I couldn’t even think about it, I felt scared when I thought about it.”

Wen Qiao patted her mother's back gently: "Isn't this okay? Don't be afraid, this kind of thing will never happen again in the future."

Su Yun gently touched her face: "We, Qiao Qiao, don't have any enmity, so why does this person confine you there?"

Wen Qiao didn't want to scare her mother by talking about Gu Xiao, so she just said: "I simply suspect that they made a mistake. Maybe they don't want to imprison me."

Su Yun sighed softly: "No matter what, the police will investigate and will definitely give us an answer."

"Um."

The night was dark and the sound of rain continued. Wen Qiao fell asleep soon. She had been really tired for the past two days.

She fell asleep, but Su Yun couldn't sleep. The daughter who had been raised so carefully was being targeted by some evil spirit. She didn't even know who the other party was, and she didn't know whether the other party would harm her family in the future. Jojo.

How could she feel at ease?

I couldn't sleep like this until two o'clock in the morning. It was still raining outside. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside.

Su Yunxin asked, who is this person in the middle of the night?

She stood up quickly. Ji Mingyuan and Su Ce in the next yard also heard the knock on the door. They each held an umbrella and ran to the front yard. Su Yun also followed them to the door of the yard.

After pulling out the door bolt, the door was knocked open. Ji Mingyuan held the door bolt with his hand, ready to fight at any time.

Taking a closer look, the man standing in the rain and fog was Fu Nanli. He was soaked all over. Qin Bei and Song An hurried over with umbrellas to hold him up.

"How's Joel doing?"

Ji Mingyuan breathed a sigh of relief and threw the door bolt aside: "It turns out to be Mr. Fu. Qiao Qiao is fine and sleeping."

Fu Nanli followed Su Yun and the others to Wen Qiao's bedroom.

The commotion was so loud that Wen Qiao was naturally woken up and was sitting on the bed sleepily.

It wasn't until Fu Nanli confirmed with his own eyes that she was safe and sound, and his heart had been hanging for dozens of hours, that he finally felt relieved.

Wen Qiao saw a man standing under the low door frame.

He had always been elegant and dignified, but now he looked like a drowned rat. His suit was wrinkled, his hair was messy, raindrops were dripping down his face, and his eyes were red. It seemed that his eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes due to staying up late. He looked tired and haggard.

Fu Nanli walked over and held him in his arms.

Before Su Yun had time to stop him, Fu Nanli was soaked.

Forget it, it seems that he has been worried all the way for so long that he can no longer care about it.

Su Ce sighed softly in his heart and whispered: "I'm going to get a set of clothes for him to change into."

Su Yun wanted to say something else, but Ji Mingyuan pulled her out, "Let's go back to our room."

Give young people some space.

After a while, Su Ce delivered a set of loose pajamas. He was as tall as Fu Nanli, and Fu Nanli's pajamas fit him well.

The bedroom door closed and Fu Nanli changed into her pajamas.

Wen Qiao also had to change clothes. Only then did Fu Nanli realize that his clothes were all wet just now. He hugged Wen Qiao and made her clothes wet too.

Both of them changed their clothes.