Chapter 167 Her First Man

When Fu Zheng thought that this might be true, his heart felt sour, astringent, bitter, salty, angry and furious!

The veins on his forehead were throbbing, his teeth were clenching, and he was trying his best to suppress the urge to explode!

He and Wen Liang's child was not born.

But she had a child with another man!!!

Who is that man? ! ! !

Is he her first man? ! !

He actually let Wen Liang give birth to a child alone, and yet he still wasn't responsible for her? !

Let him know that he will cut that man into pieces!!!

Wen Liang had always wanted to go abroad with Zhou Yu. Could that man be Zhou Yu?!

They have a love nest abroad? !

They were already together when Wen Liang was a junior? !

A raging fire suddenly ignited in the dark corner of his heart. The flames shot up high and burned more and more vigorously, almost devouring Fu Zheng's sanity!

Special Assistant Yang stood against the outer wall of the ward, like a pillar, quietly pricked up his ears and listened attentively.

There was no sound in the ward.

It was as if there was no one inside.

Special Assistant Yang thought that President Fu must be very sad now, silently recalling the past, silently licking the blood from the wound in his heart, and silently digesting all the bitterness.

"Bang—"

A deafening noise suddenly came from the ward, and Special Assistant Yang trembled all over.

Then there was a crackling sound.

Listening carefully, there was the thud of a table falling to the ground, the friction of a sofa shifting, the sharp and piercing sound of a glass falling to the ground, and the clatter of something dropping to the ground...

Special Assistant Yang shrank his shoulders in fear, but luckily he managed to get out.

He could even imagine the scene of Fu Zheng kicking the table over in anger.

After a burst of chaotic noise, the ward fell into silence again.

I don't know how long it took, but finally a hoarse voice came from inside, "You go back first."

The voice was relatively calm, but if you looked carefully, it was not difficult to hear the faint fatigue and bitterness in it.

Special Assistant Yang glanced at his phone and saw that it was already 11 o'clock in the evening.

Judging from the current situation, tonight should be a sleepless night for President Fu.

The next morning, Special Assistant Yang rushed to the hospital ward.

As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a strong smell of cigarette smoke, so strong that it was choking.

The room was a mess, the table was overturned, the sofa was moved, the floor was a mess, everything was there.

Fu Zheng sat on the single sofa, leaning against the back of the chair, with his legs crossed and his arms resting on the armrests. He closed his eyes tightly, with a little dark circles under his eyes.

It seemed that Fu Zheng was in this posture when he left yesterday.

There was a thick layer of ash on the ground in front of him.

There were so many cigarette butts on the ground that I couldn't count them.

Special Assistant Yang sighed, walked to the window opposite, and opened it to ventilate.

After a few seconds of silence, he slowly walked to Fu Zheng and said, "Mr. Fu, why don't you change the ward first? I'll have someone clean up here."

After a long time, Fu Zheng closed his eyes and spoke, his voice hoarse, as if it contained sand, "Okay."

Seeing that Fu Zheng did not bring up the issue of discharge again, Special Assistant Yang felt relieved.

He was really afraid that Fu Zheng would insist on being discharged from the hospital, as his body would not be able to bear it.

Special Assistant Yang felt sorry for their President Fu.

He watched the surveillance video when he was helping Mr. Fu deal with the aftermath of the car accident.

If it weren't for his wife, Mr. Fu wouldn't have been injured so seriously, but he ended up hearing such news.

It's really fate.

Special Assistant Yang went out for a while and came back a few minutes later and said to Fu Zheng, "Mr. Fu, please go to the next ward first. Someone will come to clean here soon."

"Um."

Fu Zheng slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were dull, calm, deep like a black hole, and bloodshot at the bottom.

Because he hadn't slept all night, the wrinkles on his double eyelids were deeper, his brows were extremely low, his aura was fierce, and he exuded a sense of hostility.

He stood up, walked over the debris on the ground, and went straight to the next door.

Special Assistant Yang followed him over, poured a glass of water and placed it on the table in front of him, and asked, "Boss Fu, is there anything I can do for you?"

He didn't believe that Fu Zheng would not take any action after learning the news.

Fu Zheng sat down on the sofa, crossed his long legs, leaned lazily against the back of the sofa, pinched his thumb and index finger between his eyebrows, revealing the steel watch on his wrist.

He slowly picked up the water cup and took a sip, then said in a deep voice, "Find someone to investigate what happened to my wife during her junior year studying abroad. Find out more details."

After sitting in the ward and smoking all night, he finally calmed down and thought carefully about what was wrong with the matter.

First of all, he had this doubt before. Wen Liang was obviously a novice in this pregnancy and was confused. If Wen Liang had really given birth before, she should have some experience.

Secondly, if Wen Liang really gave birth, where is the child now?

Did Wen Liang already treat him as if he didn't exist, or was she still connected to him?

Fu Zheng knew clearly that in the three years since they had been married, Wen Liang had never returned to the city where she studied abroad.

Finally, after calming down, he realized that the child had nothing to do with Zhou Yu.

They hadn't recognized each other at that time.

And considering Wen Liang's concern for the child and her love for Zhou Yu, she will definitely be with Zhou Yu if they have a child.

Even if Zhou Yu abandoned her after having an affair with her, she would never abandon her child and marry him.

Fu Zheng did not forget that Wen Liang had previously wanted to divorce him and raise the child alone.

So, who is the father of the child? ! ! ! !

This is what Fu Zheng wants to know most! ! ! !

In short, there are too many strange things about this matter, and Mr. Fu can't let it go.

He must find out the truth of the matter before he can let go of the stone in his heart.

"Yes." Special Assistant Yang responded.

"As soon as possible!" Fu Zheng instructed in a deep voice.

"clear."

…

After a short rest in the hotel, Wen Liang and the other two started their journey to Oslo under the leadership of Tang Shishi.

It had snowed in Oslu before they arrived, and there was a thick layer of snow on the ground, but this did not stop their enthusiasm for going out and playing.

The first place they went to was Karl Johans Allee.

It is said that this road is the most prosperous shopping street in Oslo.

On both sides of the street, there are European-style buildings and shops of all sizes, including restaurants, cafes, shopping malls, and many luxury stores, such as LV, Chanel, Hermes, etc. It is a bit like Nanjing Road in S City.

There were not many pedestrians on the street, and the three of them walked slowly on the street.

Wen Liang had his hands in his pockets, his feet on the thick snow, occasionally looking around, his steps leisurely, not looking like he was here for tourism at all.

Tang Shishi was the most active. She used her mobile phone camera to record the scenery along the way and went into a shop from time to time to take a look.

The tax refund rate here is very high, so it is very cost-effective to buy luxury goods.

Soon Tang Shishi's hands were full of things, and Zhu Fan also bought some cost-effective items, planning to take them back to give to his parents, relatives and other friends.

"Hey, hey, hey, can anyone take a picture of me?" Tang Shishi stood in front of a building, shaking the shopping bag in her hand.