Su Haoran's mind was a little confused. He tightly clung to Su Man, as if he wanted to confirm whether the person in front of him was Su Man, or that he wanted to confirm whether it was Su Su.

Su Man was so uncomfortable that she was staring at Su Haoran. She avoided Su Haoran's sight and walked directly to the reception sofa beside her and sat down: "I wonder if Count Su heard that I was chased again two days ago."

Su Haoran felt as if he was being pulled by someone, then he shook his head with a wry smile: "I was worried that I would not be able to help but go to find you and disturb you, for fear that you would hate me again, so I voluntarily resigned from Thunder's superior position. Now I regret not being able to get news about you as soon as possible."

Su Man glanced at Su Haoran: "No need, public is public, private is private."

After Su Man said this, Su Haoran, who was still standing there, became more and more embarrassed and uncomfortable.

Su Man raised his hand and pointed to the sofa chair next to him: "Sit down, and then tell me what happened back then."

Su Haoran walked up with his hands rubbed his hands, and when the fart was about to sit down, he quickly stood up again: "I, I'd better stand and talk."

Su Man looked up at him, his eyes passed by a little complicated look, and finally said coldly: "You can do whatever you want."

Su Haoran, who was still nervous, rubbed his hands uneasy again, fearing that any of his actions would be disgusted by Su Man.

Seeing that Su Haoran was not making a sound, Su Man couldn't help but stare at him, but the words he had already spoken were swallowing before seeing Su Haoran's nervously rubbing hands.

This time, Su Man did not urge Su Haoran to silently wait for him to open the long river of memory by himself.

The small office is quiet and suffocating.

At this time, Su Haoran, who finally came to his senses, realized that the blank space had just stopped. He was about to apologize, but he silently swallowed it in Su Man's cold gaze, and then said, "I was on duty outside the day you were abducted and rushed home. When I received the news, I received a letter from the kidnappers.

Because of the letter, we determined that you were abducted and trafficked."

Su Man vaguely guessed from her few memories of abduction and trafficking that the other party was a familiar person, but she didn't expect that there were letters.

"The content of the letter?" She spoke coldly, trying to keep herself calm.

"Wait." As he said that, Su Haoran walked to the desk, took out a bunch of keys from the drawer, then turned around and squatted down. Then he opened the safe hidden in the cabinet and took out an old file bag from it.

Su Haoran walked back to Su Man with the file bag in his arms, knelt down and placed the file bag on the coffee table, then opened the coil, pulled out a thick stack of yellowed documents from it, and then the top was the letters sent by the kidnappers back then.

Su Man took the letter and opened it and found that it was not written in handwritten or ink, but pieced together by text cut from newspapers and magazines.

[Your baby daughter is in my hands. If you want to see a living person, prepare 5 million; if you want to see a dead person, prepare 1 million; if you call the police, the body will not exist. Pay ransom and other matters, please contact us separately.]

Su Man read it repeatedly and said to Su Haoran: "Don't you find it strange?"

"Strange?" Su Haoran was puzzled and looked at Su Man with a puzzled look.
Chapter completed!