Chapter: 1935

"Don't worry about Mike, the servants and bodyguards have rented a house near the school. From time to time, they will go to him to give him a small fire. Two days ago, he pretended to be sick and ran out to watch the concert. He still swiped my card..."

Su Nan twitched the corner of her mouth.

Sure enough, she was thinking too much.

"Have Susan and the bodyguard been following Mike?"

If she remembered correctly, that servant was named Susan.

Shang Qian nodded, happy to tell her some trivial things

"Yes, the bodyguard was originally a world champion, and he served as a personal bodyguard for a rich man, but the rich man he protected committed suicide, he lost his job, and no one used him, so he came to me."

Shang Qian smiled and looked ahead.

Su Nan "I missed it, lucky!"

Shang Qian smiled, "Susan has taken care of him since he was a child, she was originally a merchant, and she has a good relationship with Mike's biological father.

When I left the business, Susan quit her job and went with me to take care of Mike. "

Su Nan nodded, "No wonder you all trust her..."

Shang Qian's eyes dimmed slightly

"Because there were many times before, Susan found out that someone was assassinating Mike. If it wasn't for her, I didn't know what would happen..."

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

Su Nan regretted bringing up this topic.

Fortunately, we arrived at the apartment soon.

Shang Qian carried two bags and got on the elevator effortlessly.

Su Nan pressed the floor, Shang Qian raised his eyebrows and remained silent.

Soon, they arrived at Shang Qian's door.

He opened the door, and Su Nan followed in.

As soon as Shang Qian entered the kitchen, Su Nan walked over

"Go and rest for a while, take a nap, let me cook?"

Shang Qian was a little surprised.

Su Nan smiled, took his hand, and pushed him out.

"Don't worry, your kitchen won't be blown up, you haven't slept all day and night, why don't you go and squint for a while?"

Although Shang Qian cheered up to chat with her along the way, it was not difficult for her to notice the tired look on his face.

Although she didn't want to cook, it was acceptable to cook him a meal.

Shang Qian smiled, took her hand and squeezed it

"If I knew I was going to let you cook, I might as well go out to eat."