Chapter 67 09.29/ is the second update of two-way monitoring.
While Wan Ting was having a heart-to-heart talk with Chu Song, the person he was talking to was squatting in the bathroom brushing the dog's hair.
Dogs don't like taking baths by nature.
The man in a black robe, sitting against the wall with a stern face, had been confronting the dog lying on the floor for half an hour.
He lifted his foot and touched its body with his slipper, his tone rigid and cold: "Wash quickly, she won't like you if you're too dirty."
He looked down at the dog. "Will dislike me too."
The dog, lying on the ground, bent its body in a posture ready to attack, bared its teeth and bared its teeth: "Woof——"
Fan Tingnian frowned slightly in annoyance: "Shut up."
Dog: “Woof——”
The man and the dog looked at each other for three seconds. Fan Tingnian bent down to pick up the dog. The white short-haired dog made another alert "wow" and ran towards the bathroom door with its hooves swung.
He ran over, half-straightened up, and frantically scratched the door with his two paws. His speech system was already disordered: "Woof—ah, ah woof—"
The man, still sitting comfortably in his chair, glanced at it calmly: "The door is locked."
Fan Tingnian: "Come here."
Then he paused, as if thinking for a second, frowned, and called the dog, "Dog."
The white short-haired dog turned around and bared its teeth at him again: "Woof——"
The man's brows relaxed as he explained, "She hasn't met you yet. I'll let her give you a name later. For now, I'll use this character as a substitute."
The white mass, which was sloppily called a "dog", was very dissatisfied: "Woof-woof-woof"
An hour later, his arm was no longer stronger than his thigh, and Fan Tingnian walked out of the bathroom holding the bathed dog in his right hand.
The lower part of his robe was wet by the shower head in the bathroom, and even part of his cuffs were wet. He also lifted up all the wet hair on his forehead to expose his forehead.
His face was so cold that he didn't look embarrassed at all. He even had a hint of sexiness in his cold face.
The cell phone on the coffee table rang tirelessly, and he bent down to pick it up.
"Master, Miss Chu Song just left after getting her things."
"Um."
Wan Ting checked the items on the shelves in the storage room and said, "I've taken everything. I probably won't be coming here again."
Two seconds later: "Understood."
"Young Master," Wan Ting spoke again, but hesitated to speak.
Fan Tingnian looked at the dog not far away that started chewing slippers again. It was in the teething period, and it would show its teeth if you looked at it twice while it was chewing slippers.
Fan Tingnian felt that the dog's breed was not chosen correctly and its personality seemed to be very bad.
If it bites Chu Song when they meet, it will be the end of him.
He stared at the dog intently for three seconds. After it finally put down its slippers, he withdrew his attention and asked, "What did you want to say just now?"
"It's okay, young master." Forget it, matters like feelings are difficult to interfere with external forces.
Chu Song left Fan Tingnian's house and was stuck in traffic for a while. It was already eight o'clock in the evening when he got home. As soon as he came out of the elevator, he heard a dog barking in the house diagonally opposite.
"Woof-woof-woof." The barking was very strange, and it seemed that the dog was a very undocile one.
She was startled by the sound and unconsciously tilted her body towards the front door of her house. When she lived with her grandparents, she was almost bitten by a neighbor's dog, so she has always had a general dislike for this species.
He opened the door and entered his house, first taking off the two bags on his right arm.
There were a lot of miscellaneous items and some clothes left at Fan Tingnian's place. He carried two large bags without much effort. After taking them off his shoulders, he finally felt a little relieved.
She worked hard during the day and was a little tired. She didn't want to sort out the things she brought back, so she put them on the sofa first, and then went back to the bedroom or study to sort out the documents she hadn't finished reading during the day.
She originally rented this house because of its layout. It was a very small two-bedroom, one-living room house, and the second bedroom was converted into a small study by the landlord, which was very convenient to use.
After finishing the last meeting notes, she rubbed her sore wrists and looked at the time. An hour had passed.
Sitting for a long time caused her lower back pain and cervical discomfort. She supported the back of her neck with her right hand, moved it gently, picked up the mug on the table and wanted to go out to get a glass of water.
When she stood up, her sleeve brought something to the table, and with a crisp sound, something fell to the floor. She stopped, looked down, and bent down to pick it up.
What fell to the ground was the sapphire watch that Fan Tingnian gave her.
Ever since the conference organizers discovered that it contained positioning and monitoring devices, she had not worn it again and had kept it at home. At this moment, the silver bracelet of the watch was resting on her finger, and the blue gem sparkled in the cold light.
She stared at it for a while, and suddenly found that the string of numbers on the electronic screen in the upper left corner seemed to have changed.
When Fan Tingnian was still in Milan, she remembered clearly that the number before the semicolon was four digits and the number after the semicolon was three digits, but now the number before and after the semicolon is four digits.
She looked at it in confusion for a while, then as if she had realized something, she took a few steps back, sat back in her previous seat, turned on the computer, and searched for the latitude and longitude of Milan.
Milan, 45.47°N, 9.18°E.
The moment Chu Song saw this string of numbers pop up on the search page, he was stunned for two seconds, then he breathed a sigh of relief, released the mouse, and leaned back in his chair.
She had an impression of a few numbers. If she remembered correctly, these were the coordinates displayed on her watch some time ago. As for now... she lowered her head and looked again, blinking. Now it should be the latitude and longitude of North City.
If I'm not mistaken, Fan Tingnian's watch is indeed the same as hers. His watch also has a real-time positioning system that will transmit the information to her.
After a few seconds, she stood up again, looked for her cell phone, then squatted in front of the sofa, facing the desk lamp, and studied the watch carefully.
Two minutes later, she found a buckle in the corner of the back of the dial, a tiny black buckle the size of a grain of rice. She flicked the buckle with her thumb to the other direction. Then the phone in her left hand beeped, and a text message came in at the top of the screen, with more accurate coordinate information popping up.
But maybe her phone was not connected to a responsive map, so she could only receive the longitude and latitude, and she didn't know which specific place in the north city these longitude and latitude represented.
After confirming this, she squatted in front of the sofa and took another breath. She didn't know what was wrong with her, but she suddenly felt touched.
This monitoring is two-way.
After a few seconds, she reacted again, carefully touched the edge of the watch, and continued to look for the switch. Soon, she found a touch button on the edge of the dial.
After long pressing to turn it on, the phone made another short "beep" sound, followed by a faint electric sound, and then the voice call was connected.
The voice from the phone is very clear, coming from Fan Tingnian,
"That's too fierce. She doesn't like you doing that."
"sit down."
After a moment, the man seemed to have lost his patience with something. It was the first time Chu Song heard him say such an angry thing: "Sit down if you want."
These two watches must be very expensive to make, and the voice system is very clear, it almost sounds like it is ringing in your ears.
It was a bit scary to hear such a sound suddenly in the empty room. Chu Song held his chest and stood up. His right hand was not steady and he almost dropped the watch.
After two seconds, she finally calmed down, but the phone rang again: "What are you doing standing there? Come here."
The sound was so clear that Chu Song was so scared that he pressed the button twice and quickly turned off the watch.
Just as she turned off the watch, the cell phone in her left hand rang. She quickly looked down and saw that this time it was not Fan Tingnian, but someone she really didn't want to see, Chu Jiangshan.
This was the first time they contacted her since Zhang Yan stopped her in front of the art museum to ask for money and made a scene at the door.
Chu Jiangshan didn’t know about what happened last time, and it seemed that it was Zhang Yan’s own doing.
Although Chu Jiangshan was not good to her, they were related by blood after all, so he did not make things too difficult for her. But Zhang Yan was different. She was not related by blood and had no feelings for her. She considered everything for her son and did not care about how she was doing.
She put down the watch on her right hand, took two steps toward the light, and picked up the phone with a frown.
"What's wrong with you lately?" Chu Jiangshan asked as soon as he answered the phone.
Chu Song frowned even deeper and didn't respond.
I don’t know how Chu Jiangshan, a patient, can have such a strong voice. Chu Song often feels that he is much more energetic than those office workers who have to stay up late to work every day.
He didn't know if he noticed that she didn't speak, but even if she did, he would interrupt her and continue talking on his own.
"Where are you? You've grown so strong outside that you don't even know where to go home, right?"
"Your dad is still lying in bed, and he doesn't come to see me once a month. Is it all in vain that I raised you as my daughter?"
"If I had known this, would I have paid your tuition for college?"
"If I sponsor anyone, it's more filial than you."
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Chu Song couldn't bear to listen any longer and interrupted him: "What's the matter?"
Chu Song: "And if I remember correctly, I have already paid back your living expenses and tuition for three years of high school, as well as your university tuition."
She applied for a student loan in the last two years of college, and continued to write manuscripts to earn money for four years. She also taught classes in various institutions for elementary school students during the winter and summer vacations. She saved enough money to pay it back half a year after graduation.
It wasn't Chu Jiangshan who asked her for it, it was just that she was young and had just graduated, and she was very ambitious. She didn't want to be told this every time she went home or made a phone call. She always felt that she would always be inferior to others because of this little money, so she tried to find a way to make money and pay it all back.
"You've been eating and drinking for free since you were a child? I gave birth to you and raised you, so you should be filial to me," Chu Jiangshan said again, "Do you think that if you find a rich man and give your mother half a million, you won't have to worry about us? I'm telling you, Chu Song, stop being such an ungrateful person..."
Chu Song was truly moved when he heard this: "What did you say?"
"I'm telling you what I'm saying, stop playing tricks on me..."
Chu Song interrupted again: "What did you say, five hundred thousand?"
Chu Jiangshan was irritated. "There was a man in a suit and tie, very good-looking, who looked a bit like a mixed-race man. He came to the hospital a while ago and said he was your boyfriend. He gave me and your mother 500,000 yuan and told us to leave you alone in the future."
The "your mother" he was referring to was Zhang Yan. Chu Song didn't want to admit it at all, nor did he want to hear a single word of it.
Her attitude turned cold, and she was unusually serious and solemn: "You said he gave you 500,000?"
"Yeah, you thought you'd leave me alone if I gave you half a million? Everything would be fine if I gave you half a million? You're dreaming. I'll always be your dad, and that boyfriend of yours looks rich, so you gave me half a million and you think I'll sever the father-daughter relationship with you?"
Chu Jiangshan: "What did you say about asking your mother to stop visiting you at your workplace? That man is too disrespectful to us..."
"How do you expect him to respect you?" Chu Song was annoyed and defended Fan Tingnian. "That's where I work. Zhang Yan shouldn't have been there in the first place."
"I'll go to the hospital tomorrow and return the money." Chu Song said firmly.
Chu Jiangshan immediately disagreed: "What did you say??"
"I'll say it again, I'll go to the hospital tomorrow and return the money to us."
"Chu Song, give it to me, do you think I'll spit it out if I ask you to?"
Chu Song said coldly, "I have plenty of ways to make you return the money."
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Author's comment: Fan: Why did she come here when I told her to leave her alone? [Question mark]
Someone has done so many things, it's not far from reconciliation [狗头]
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