Chapter 285 There is a Traitor Around Me

Speaking of Wen Liang, she will report to Chu Siyi's company tomorrow and wants to hand Fu Shifan over to Fu Zheng.

After the field trip, Fu Qingyue definitely wants to take Fu Shifan back to Los Angeles, but will Fu Zheng insist on keeping Fu Shifan or take a step back?

Wen Liang glanced at the rearview mirror and saw that Fu Zheng's car was following closely behind.

She took out her phone and sent a message to Fu Zheng, then said to Zhu Fan, "Zhu Zhu, please stop the car in front. Fanfan and I will get off."

"Should I wait for you?"

"No, I have something to say to Fu Zheng."

"Okay." Zhu Fan looked for an opportunity to stop by the roadside.

Wen Liang and Fu Shifan got out of the car. Zhu Fan drove away and Fu Zheng's car stopped in front of them.

Wen Liang opened the back door and got in with Fu Shifan.

Fu Zheng's big hand was on the steering wheel, his wrist revealing an expensive watch. With his other hand, he took off the Bluetooth headset from his ear and looked in the rearview mirror. "What are we having for dinner?"

"random."

"Fanfan, what about you?"

Fu Shifan tilted his head and thought for a moment, "I want to eat roast duck."

"Okay, let's go eat roast duck."

Fu Shifan is a little foodie, and his mouth is covered in oil when he eats.

Wen Liang took the opportunity to ask, "Fanfan, can you go back with your uncle today?"

Fu Shifan was stunned. He looked at Fu Zheng, then at Fu Shifan, and blinked his big eyes. "Why?"

"Because my aunt has something to do for the next period of time and won't have time to take care of you."

Before Fu Shifan could ask, Fu Zheng asked, "What's the matter?"

Wen Liang ignored him and continued to coax Fu Shifan, "This is a very important matter. Wait until aunt is done with her work before playing with Fanfan, okay?"

Fu Shifan nodded sensibly, "Then Auntie, please finish your work quickly. I will miss you."

"Well, Auntie will definitely hurry up."

After comforting the child, Wen Liang glanced at Fu Zheng's inquiring expression, ate calmly, and had no intention of answering.

Fu Zheng pursed his lips, appearing calm on the surface, but he was actually scratching his head in his heart.

The phone rang. Fu Zheng picked up the phone and went to the corridor to answer the call.

The call was from Lu Yao.

After receiving the threat that day, Wen Liang asked the property management to check the surveillance footage. The person knocking on the door was a man in black, who was wrapped up tightly so that nothing could be seen. He was in a blind spot of the surveillance footage when he came in and left.

It took Lu Yao some time to find out the person. He was a gangster from a bar. After arresting him and questioning him, the gangster confessed that someone had ordered him to do it. As for the person who ordered him, he was also fully armed. He didn't know who it was. After questioning for a long time, the gangster told him a strange thing. The man had six fingers on his left hand. Although he had kept his left hand hidden in his sleeve, the gangster still saw it.

A trace of complex doubt flashed in Fu Zheng's eyes.

Wen Liang was secretly investigating the kidnapping case and was threatened.

Regardless of why Wen Liang is investigating, the kidnapper has never been brought to justice in that case, which is also a thorn in Fu Zheng's heart.

The police had deployed their forces perfectly, but the man still managed to escape, and got away with nothing.

At that time, Fu Zheng had an idea in his mind that there was a traitor around him.

He knows the person with six fingers on his left hand, who is Fu Yue’s driver. Could he be a traitor?

What role does Fu Yue play in this?

Lu Yao continued, "She recently met with the director in charge of that case. I heard from an insider that the kidnapping case seems to be related to her father's death. It seems that her father took some photos that led to his death..."

Fu Zheng was shocked after hearing this.

Unexpectedly, Wen Yongkang’s death in a car accident was not an accident!

Fu Zheng was very angry. She could have told him about such a dangerous thing, so why did she have to take the risk alone?

Does she really not trust him and want to cut off ties with him?

While I was angry, I also felt a little heartbroken.

Given her feelings for Wen Yongkang, how would she feel when she learned that her closest father was murdered?

Wen Liang is a very serious person.

Yes, be serious.

She never wavers, she studies hard, works hard, lives hard, treats the people she likes seriously, and remembers the people in her memory seriously.

She tried very hard to avenge her father in her own way, even though Wen Yongkang had been dead for ten years, and even though she might be retaliated against and end up like Wen Yongkang, she kept persisting.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Zheng smoked a cigarette outside before returning to the box.

Wen Liang was discussing with Fu Shifan why crabs walk sideways.

Fu Zheng looked deeply at her fair and peaceful profile, with a complex look in his eyes.

Fu Shifan was too sleepy to open his eyes before finishing his dinner.

Fu Zheng carried her into the back seat of the car and started the car.

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening. The neon lights of the street lamps outside the car window became a blur, and from time to time the sound of car horns whizzing past could be heard.

The car was very quiet, so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard.

Fu Zheng whispered, "What are you going to do in the next while?"

Wen Liang didn't answer, but asked, "I remember Auntie said she wanted to take Fanfan back home after the field trip. What do you think? Do you agree or not?"

"If you don't agree, I won't ask Fanfan to go back."

"I'm afraid my aunt won't let this go."

"I'll take care of it." Fu Zheng glanced at Wen Liang in the rearview mirror, "You haven't answered my question yet."

"It's my personal matter, there's no need to report it to you." Wen Liang said casually.

"Then let me ask you another question. That day in the restaurant, it was Chu Siyi who pushed you down the stairs and hit you. Why didn't you tell me?"

Fu Zheng received a call from Special Assistant Yang when he was driving back from Ningqing, and Special Assistant Yang told him.

Wen Liang raised an eyebrow, "Why should I tell you? Don't you like her? You even let her kill Grandpa, so what does this little injury of mine mean?"

Fu Zheng pursed his lips and sighed helplessly, "Even if you misunderstood that I liked her, she treated you like that, and you just tolerated it?"

Wen Liang said nothing, watching the street lights outside the window rapidly recede.

Of course she didn't want to endure it, but she had no choice.

Fu Zheng guessed that Wen Liang's tolerance towards Chu Siyi might be because of the case.

Because of her grandfather's death, she has always hated Chu Siyi. In order to avenge her father, she could endure being pushed down the stairs and slapped by Chu Siyi. Fu Zheng was heartbroken and angry that she pushed him away and would rather suffer the injustice than let him help.

"Aliang, have you been hiding something from me recently? Are you investigating the kidnapping case from that year? Why?" Fu Zheng couldn't help but ask deliberately.

Before Wen Liang could figure out how to answer, Fu Shifan next to him turned over and showed signs of waking up.

She quickly patted Fu Shifan's little body.

Fu Shifan fell asleep again, but Wen Liang's hand did not stop and continued to walk all the way to the Xinghewan Villa.

Fu Zheng didn't say anything else. He looked straight ahead and concentrated on driving.

The car stopped at the door of the villa. Wen Liang saw Fu Zheng's intention and said, "Give me the car keys and I will go home by myself."

Fu Zheng said nothing, got out of the car, carried Fu Shifan upstairs, and took the car keys away.

A few minutes later, he returned to the car, started the car and took Wen Liang back.

"Can you answer now? Why do you want to investigate that kidnapping case?" Fu Zheng asked again.

Wen Liang rubbed his forehead irritably, "It has nothing to do with you."