She is a real daughter with a thousand layers of vest

Chapter 547 The Strange Man Next to Shen Zhiyu
The man glanced at his watch and said, "It's getting late. I should go back."

"Okay, I'll give it to you."

Shen Zhiyu and the man walked side by side to the outside of the fence. The man put little pudding in the safety seat in the car, fastened his seat belt for him, then stood up and faced Shen Zhiyu.

The man was half a head taller than Shen Zhiyu. At this moment, he lowered his eyes to look at Shen Zhiyu and said, "Zhiyu, thank you for helping me take care of little pudding. I would like to treat you to a meal when I have time. Is that okay?"

Shen Zhiyu's eyes behind the glasses were gentle: "Of course."

The man laughed, said a few more words, then opened the car door and got in. He waved at Shen Zhiyu through the window, then stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

After watching the Volkswagen leave and disappear around the corner, Shen Zhiyu turned around, locked the fence, and walked towards the small Western-style building.

He didn't notice that there was a figure squatting in the bushes opposite. The person was holding a camera, and the lens was always following Shen Zhiyu, clicking non-stop.

A few hours later, at Jun's house, Xia Beiqing received an international letter. In the silent room, there was only a small lamp at the bedside, emitting a dim light.

Xia Beiqing sat on the edge of the bed, facing the floor-to-ceiling window, his whole body shrouded in the moonlight. He tore open the envelope and took out a stack of photos from it.

There is only one protagonist in all the photos, and that is Shen Zhiyu.

There are photos of him walking out of the door, photos of him watering the flowers outside the small western-style building with a kettle, photos of him coming back from the supermarket with big bags, and photos of him sending a group of children out.

They are all trivial parts of life and there is nothing special about them, but they are worth Xia Beiqing's repeated viewing over and over again, without missing even a single detail.

In the photo, Shen Zhiyu is still the same as before, wearing a neat and casual white shirt, with his sleeves rolled up to reveal his fair wrists, and gold-rimmed glasses on his straight nose. His eyes behind the lenses are smiling, and his gestures always have his unique elegance and gentleness. Xia Beiqing gently rubbed Shen Zhiyu's face in the photo with his fingertips, as if he could still feel his warmth through the photo.

He continued to flip through the remaining photos, and suddenly, his eyes focused and his attention was attracted by one of them.

In the photo, Shen Zhiyu was leaning against the door frame, holding a baby in his arms. The baby was holding a lollipop, sticking out his pink tongue, and saliva was flowing from the corners of his lips.

Xia Beiqing frowned deeply, then flipped the page and saw that there was supposed to be only a photo of Shen Zhiyu, but suddenly a strange man appeared.

The man was wearing a long trench coat and had a shaved head. His features were deep and cold. He was standing opposite Shen Zhiyu and no one knew what he said. In the setting sun, Shen Zhiyu smiled gently with his brows curved.

That smile was extremely dazzling to Xia Beiqing.

Xia Beiqing's hands were tightly grasping the photo, his pupils were shrinking inch by inch, and in the dim light, a burst of hot flames suddenly burst out, as if to burn the photo to ashes.

His face distorted twice. He threw the photo aside, picked up his phone and called the private detective. He gritted his teeth and asked viciously, "Who is the man in the photo?"

The private detective answered on the other end: "The man's name is Wei Heng, and he is a single father."

"Wei! Heng!" Xia Beiqing chewed the name in his mouth, wishing he could tear it into pieces.

(End of this chapter)