Chapter 531: Someone followed

Chapter 531: Someone Follows
Time seemed to freeze with her expression at this moment, he was waiting for her answer, and she obviously did not know how to respond to the sudden confession.
"I'm scared of you?" After waiting for her answer, Fu Mujun began to break the deadlock at the moment.
Huo Xiwen turned back and chewed the food in his mouth and swallowed it. He took the red wine at his hand and took a sip, as if he had made up his mind and looked at him: "Are you telling the truth? You all Didn't you remember the past, do you really love me? "
"I love you. It has nothing to do with the past. What I want to express is just how I feel now. As for memories, I think, one day I can think of it. Fu Mujun looked at her eyes and said affectionately.
Huo Xiwen looked at the face he was very familiar with before him, remembering the time he had been with him, the last trace of struggle in his heart finally calmed down.
Gently nodding, she said softly, "OK."
After hearing her affirmative reply, Fu Mujun was very happy. She immediately hugged her face and kissed her gently on the cheek.
This close contact made Huo Xiwen's cheeks instantly red, and she was a little embarrassed: "Others are watching us."
"Now that you are my woman, why bother with the eyes of others." Fu Mujun said, and kissed her again on the forehead.
Huo Xiwen didn't dodge, but deep inside, there was still a little anxiety.
She didn't know if it was the right choice to answer Mu Jun's courtship without fully determining her own heart.
She was even more uncertain about whether her choice would hurt Fu Mujun in the future.
After all, she still has another man in her heart, which is very unfair to Mu Jun.
Fu Mujun only looked at joy and didn't notice Huo Xiwen's shy expression.
After the two had finished eating, when Huo Xiwen came out of the restaurant, he suddenly found that someone behind him seemed to be staring at himself.
Reminiscent of Chen Hangzhuo's followers who took a taxi before, she thought that those were Chen Hangzhuo's people, and could not help feeling a little upset.
However, this matter could not be known by Fu Mujun, so she turned to Fu Mujun who said: "You have something to do in the afternoon in the company? Don't send me home. I'm shopping in the street. Go and do your work. "
Fu Mujun took a look at her, and seemed a bit uneasy: "My matter can be dealt with later. I will go shopping with you first."
"No, I want to go to the bookstore and look at the books. It doesn't matter to me. Your job matters." Huo Xiwen thoughtfully.
After seeing her say this, Fu Mujun no longer insisted on staying with her, but told her to pay attention to her own safety. If he had something to call, he said goodbye to her and went to the parking lot.
Huo Xiwen sent Fu Mujun to leave, then turned to look at the man who had been following her, but found that the man had disappeared at this time.
Did he know he had found him, so he hid?
When she remembered that Chen Hangzhuo was probably sent to follow her, she had an unspeakable taste in her heart.
Taking out her cell phone, she directly dialed Chen Hangzhuo's phone.
The phone rang two times and was connected. There was a voice from Chen Hangzhuo. The voice was not loud, with a voice: "Xiwen, is there something wrong?"
"Chen Hangzhuo, what do you mean? Why send someone to follow me?" Huo Xiwen asked angrily to the phone.
"Follow you? I ... Didn't send someone to follow you ..." He denied, sounding a bit wrong.
"You didn't? Would you like to admit it? Who would send someone to follow me so freely?" Huo Xiwen didn't believe what he said.
The phone suddenly fell into silence.
Huo Xiwen thought that the mobile phone was disconnected. He got a quick look and was still on the phone.
Why is there no sound on the other end of the phone?
"Hey, Chen Hangzhuo, are you listening to me? You speak, I ask you." She continued on the phone.
But there was still no response. At this time, she finally felt something wrong, and "feeded" to the phone a few times, and heard the sound of a glass falling to the ground.
"Chen Hangzhuo, what's the matter with you? Is something wrong with you?" Huo Xiwen's heart suddenly panicked. After all, he hasn't completely recovered from his injury, and is still recovering. There is still some danger.
There was no response on the phone. Huo Xiwen had to hang up and immediately called Zhao Wei again.
The phone was quickly connected, and Huo Xiwen said without waiting for the other party to speak, "Zhao Wei, go to the hospital to see Chen Hangzhuo. Is there something wrong with him?"
"Hospital? Assistant Chen has been discharged long ago and is resting at home now." Zhao Wei said on the phone.
what? Has he been discharged? When did this happen? She didn't even know. I saw him last night and thought he was looking for her directly from the hospital.
"Then you go to his house now to see if there is something wrong with him. I just called him and there was no sound in the middle ..."
"Then I called him to try, maybe the cell phone signal suddenly broke." Zhao Wei said.
"Forget it, you tell me the address of his home and I'll go and see for myself." Huo Xiwen felt anxious after all.
"That's okay. His house is very close to yours. It's next to your villa in Jingyang Garden. The house number seems to be 909. The spare key is under the flowerpot at the door. If no one knocks, you Just open the door with the key. "
Huo Xiwen wrote down the address, hung up the phone, walked to the side of the road, stopped a taxi, and hurried to Chen Hangzhuo's neighborhood.

Jingyang Flower Garden is a high-end residential area adjacent to the villa area, which is full of European-style garden houses. Chen Hangzhuo lives in such a place, but it is in line with his current identity.
According to the address provided by Zhao Wei, she soon arrived at the gate of No. 909 foreign mansion.
The white wooden fence surrounded a small garden. At this time, the wooden fence was closed and unlocked. She pushed it gently and pushed the fence away.
Stepping on the blue stone slab road of the small garden and walking to the door, I can see the steps next to the door, with basic orchids.
She first went to the door, rang the doorbell, and after a few minutes, no one answered, and no one came to open the door.
Hesitating, she turned and bent down to find the spare key under the flowerpot, and came forward to open the door.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw the sight of the living room.
Gray floor tiles, white walls, cold-colored sofas, clean-lined coffee tables and interior furnishings, the whole room presents a unique and indifferent style unique to single men, refined and simple.