Depraved

Mu Sangsang temporarily followed Fang Ting and Mu Shen back to the apartment in the city center.

After finally getting the little girl settled, Fang Ting and Mu Shen returned to their bedroom and began to discuss how to treat the child.

After a while, Mu Sangsang's legal guardian will be Mu Shen, and after a while, Mu Shen will marry Fang Ting, and Fang Ting will become Sangsang's guardian.

Logically speaking, the contract left by Sangsang's father did not require Mu Shen to take responsibility for the upbringing and education of the little girl. Presumably Sangsang's father also considered that after Mu Shen had his own child, he would definitely ignore Sangsang. It would be better to let the person he found before his death accompany and raise Sangsang.

But he won't have any children of his own.

He might adopt a child with Fang Ting in the future, so why not raise Sangsang directly?

This is Mu Shen's idea.

Mu Shen and Fang Ting shared their thoughts, thinking that Fang Ting was surprised because he was worried that Sangsang would not get along well, and then added: "Of course, we just try to get along first, and if our tempers get along..."

Of course Fang Ting wasn't worried about this, he just never thought about it this far.Of course, this is not suitable for Mu Shen to know. Fang Ting pursed his lips, shook his head and smiled, showing his acting skills that he seldom showed in front of Mu Shen: "No, just thinking of Sangsang is quite pitiful." He also likes this little girl Yes, he especially likes when she is holding the rabbit ears and trying to pretend to be calm, but she has nowhere to look for a way forward, and she has to face difficulties.

He is willing to help the child walk for a while.

Fang Ting held his finger: "Listen to you."

The topic about Sangsang ended in a hurry, and it was too late for Mu Shen and Fang Ting to talk more.Before leaving, Mu Shen fell into an unprecedented busy schedule, documents to be prepared, materials to understand, and company operations to be arranged, until he finally found time to give a long farewell kiss before boarding the plane.

As soon as Mu Shen left, Fu Xue'an was free for the time being, so he asked Fang Ting and Xu Song to go out together at night, which was considered as fulfilling the previous appointment.Fang Ting hasn't gone out to play for many days. Recently, there are too many annoying things and too many disgusting people. Take this opportunity to go out to play and relax.

While reading fairy tales with Sangsang in the afternoon, Fang Ting suddenly remembered to check the trend on the Internet, and clicked on Weibo habitually, only then remembered that Mu Shen had confiscated his Weibo account a few days ago.It's easy to find the password, but it's not worth Mu Shen's sulking.Fang Ting thought for a while, and took a look at a few other platforms, not as intuitive as his likes and dislikes on Weibo.There are quite a few people who abuse him, and some people who liked him some time ago claimed to be blind. Of course, some people are still supporting him and defending him, but they are all visible.Fang Ting looked at the words defending him, feeling a little dazzling.Those greetings to the eighteen generations of his ancestors did not make him feel so dazzling.

He really can't bear other people's kindness to him, even if it's only a little bit.

Because he always fails, and also because he is afraid of such trust and unreserved love.Isn't it more thrilling and cruel and decisive when such strong feelings disappear and collapse?

Sangsang was still young, she was about to go to bed at 08:30, Fang Ting sat by the bed and watched the little girl fall asleep, then tiptoed out.After taking the medicine, reading the script for a few minutes, and changing his clothes, the car that Fu Xuean and Xu Song came to pick him up just arrived downstairs.

First went to a Shanghai restaurant, the decoration is elegant, the background music is also the taste of old Shanghai, Fang Ting liked it, and ate a little more, and dissipated some of the depression of the past few days.

When they got in the car again, Fang Ting asked where they were going, the two of them were still playing with mystery, they asked again and again, but they refused to say anything, they just kept laughing and said that you will know when you go.It was Fang Ting who said he wanted to report his whereabouts to his "family", and Fu Xue'an reluctantly said, "Atlantis."

Fang Ting almost laughed, why didn't he find that Fu Xue'an was so troublesome before?He has always been very steady.

Atlantis is the city's leading large-scale entertainment club. Fang Ting has not been to it a few times, but he has heard of it for a long time.It is said that the quality of service here is first-class, no matter what you want to play, you can play here comfortably and happily.

What matches the service is the price.

Before coming here, Fu Xue'an told him that he was treating guests, so it seems that today he planned to spend a lot of money.

Fang Ting and the others didn't mess around in the hall, they went straight into the private room.In the private room, Fang Ting saw the pool table first when he entered the door. Seeing Lie Xinxi, he picked up the cue and kicked off the ball perfectly.

Xu Song leaned against the pool table and picked up the cue: "Brother Fang can still play this? I've never seen you play before."

Fang Ting's smile didn't change, but he felt a little embarrassed.In the past, they were just friends with wine and meat, and they could maintain entertainment. Who would have the heart to play seriously and happily.But I can't say that, I can only skip it, and ask the two people on the opposite side: "Who wants to come?"

Fu Xue'an weighed the pole and found the angle: "Let me do it."

It was absolutely unexpected to meet Xia Hua in the corridor. Xia Hua adjusted his glasses and asked him when he came up, "Have you started taking medicine?"

How did Xia Hua know?

Xia Hua seemed to know what he was thinking, and smiled: "I went to ask your doctor. Logically speaking, he shouldn't have told me. But who made him a little nervous recently?"

Fang Ting didn't think too much when he heard the first half of the sentence. Xia Hua was his manager, and the doctor knew him. Although it shouldn't be revealed, maybe it was just a slip of the tongue and the doctor said a few more words... the second half of the sentence made him feel cold .

"Xia Hua, why are you asking about this? Doctor Qiu, he..."

"Of course it works." Xia Hua raised the briefcase in his hand, "Guess what's in it?"

Only then did Fang Ting realize Xia Hua's strangeness, who would come out to play with a suit, leather shoes and briefcase?Unless, he's not here to play.

Who did he want to give the contents of the briefcase to?Is it the medical records he took from Dr. Qiu in the briefcase?

"You said, what will happen if the contents of this bag are exposed?" Xia Hua asked him with a smile, and greeted the person coming from the other end of the corridor, "Why did Mr. Mo come out?"

Mr. Mo, Ming Yao, Mo Yao.

Oh, it turned out to be them, of course they were.

"Huh? He's already sick, and he doesn't look like it." Mr. Mo looked closely at his face, his eyes crawling across Fang Ting's cheeks like a sticky snake, "It's really good-looking, no wonder my three uncles and five fans are fascinated by it." Right."

Xia Hua smiled without saying a word.

Fang Ting looked at the two faces showing undisguised malice in front of him, and took a step back: "Peeping privacy, I can sue you."

"Hehe," Mo Yao didn't say anything to him, and a chuckle already showed his attitude, "Speaking of which, I'm still looking forward to it. What did you look like when you got sick? I've only heard about depression, but I haven't heard about it yet. See what bipolar disorder is like."

"I haven't seen him when he was at its worst. He had recovered a lot when he was signed under me." Xia Hua echoed with a smile, "However, I heard that he used to be locked in a quiet room with no furniture. They were all fixed to the ground, and they used wooden utensils for food—for fear that he would commit suicide, so he was sent to the ICU once.”

Fang Ting gritted his teeth, just like that, Xia Hua's voice still penetrated into his ears and into his head.That white quiet room still came back to his mind, as well as the wooden splinters he had so hard to grind, and his blood.

"Fang Ting, let me tell you one more thing, why didn't you drive my car out?" Xia Hua asked him earnestly while holding his shoulder, "You, you probably haven't noticed anything yet, have you?"

The car was tampered with, borrowing the car was another part of the trap.Fortunately, fortunately, when he went out, Mu Shen always picked him up, and Mu Shen was worried about him.

"Why are you telling him now?" Fang Ting heard Mo Yao's question.

Xia Hua didn't answer directly, but smiled and squeezed Fang Ting's shoulders tightly, causing Fang Ting's pain.He leaned into Fang Ting's ear and asked, "Ask you like this, it will break you down more than any black material recorded about you, won't it?"

Fang Ting seemed to hear a lonely soul whispering in his ears over and over again:

"Tell me, are you feeling bad now?"

Fang Ting inspected the two people in front of him indifferently, with ugly and ferocious faces, he felt a little nauseous, it was true, and the urge to vomit came up in his throat one after another.

I don't feel bad.

"So, from the very beginning, your ultimate goal is not to discredit me... but to stimulate me to relapse, right?"

Mo Yao smiled and said nothing, Xia Hua raised his voice and asked him, mixed with piercing laughter: "Then have we achieved our goal?"

Fang Ting turned around and left, walking steadily.

I have Mu Shen.

Your purpose will not be achieved.

Fang Ting stood at the door of the private room, pushed the door open, and Fu Xue'an and Xu Song rushed out with concern: "Why did you only come back now, and it took so long to go to the bathroom?"

"Come here, this ball is yours!"

Fang Ting belatedly remembered that Mu Shen was on a business trip, so far away.He will be gone for a month.

Fang Ting slid down in pain, squatting on the ground, with his head buried in his knees.

Why did he go so far?