Chapter Twenty-Seven: Fu Heng's Request for an Agreement

She recognized him; he was an "old classmate" she had met by chance at Fu Hengzhi's gathering before!

Could it be that Fu Hengzhi sent him?

"bite--"

The elevator doors in the middle of the corridor suddenly opened.

The stun gun in Su Muci's hand fell to the floor tiles with a "clang".

She looked up with panicked eyes at the man who had suddenly burst into the crime scene not far away.

The light from the corridor ceiling lamp fell on his tall and slender body, outlining a broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted silhouette—it was Huo Zhan!

Huo Zhan stepped forward and stopped in front of her, looking at Su Muci.

She was wearing pajamas with a coat over her shoulders, her calves were showing, and she was wearing white slippers.

Two tears clung to the corners of her eyes, her lips were bitten raw and bleeding, she looked frail and helpless, yet her small hands gripped a black stun gun that exuded murderous intent…

A tall, muscular man in a black jacket lay at his feet, his fate unknown.

Su Muci instinctively protested, "Mr. Huo... I... I didn't mean to hit him..."

"No need to say more, leave it to me."

Huo Zhan dialed the security number, and soon after, the man in black was taken to the police station.

Su Muci changed her clothes and sat at the police station late at night waiting for the results, feeling uneasy and afraid of being accused of intentional injury.

Suddenly, a series of steady footsteps sounded.

She looked up and saw Huo Zhan sitting opposite her. He calmly said, "It's all taken care of."

Su Muci stammered, "I... won't I get arrested?"

"Won't."

Hearing Huo Zhan's firm reply, Su Muci's tense heart relaxed slightly.

But soon Huo Zhan added meaningfully, "This person is Fu Hengzhi's bodyguard."

The familiar name made Su Muci's heart tighten.

Oh, he's a bodyguard...

Therefore, all the so-called "classmates" she occasionally bumped into in the past were just his subordinates.

A hint of self-mockery flashed across her brow.

Huo Zhan noticed the subtle change in her expression and lowered his voice to ask, "Miss Su, I still have the same question: if Fu Hengzhi were to die unexpectedly, would you still be sad?"

Su Muci was taken aback and looked up in surprise.

She didn't understand why Mr. Huo kept agonizing over this issue.

Suddenly, she noticed a small electrode on Huo Zhan's forehead.

Although it was hidden by the wisps of hair on her forehead, she still saw it.

Su Muci suddenly remembered what her best friend had said: his head was still injured, but he had been up all night because of her.

She asked with concern, "Mr. Huo, how did you get your head injured? Is it serious?"

Huo Zhan paused for a moment.

She was quick to avoid the question about Fu Hengzhi, which suggests she still can't let him go.

His expression darkened, and he replied indifferently, "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."

As they were talking, the police officers came over and asked Su Muci to sign the papers.

After signing the papers, Huo Zhan got up from the sofa and said, "It's late, let's go home."

Su Muci remained seated on the sofa, seemingly immersed in a shadow...

Huo Zhan thought she was worried about the safety of the apartment.

“I have spoken to the apartment manager and said that security has been significantly strengthened so that this kind of thing will not happen again.”

Seeing that she still did not respond, he added three words decisively: "I promise."

Su Muci finally raised her gloomy eyes.

"Mr. Huo, it's not that I'm afraid to go back. I just want to know if the injury on your head was caused by me? Was it done by the Zhou family?"

The moment she saw the electrode on his forehead, she had already imagined the scene of the Zhou family and the Fu family retaliating against Huo Zhan.

Huo Zhan was taken aback by her question, but in an instant, he firmly denied it: "No."

He suddenly leaned down, placing his palms on her shoulders, his tone serious:

“Miss Su, I’ll lead the way in the Zhou family business, and you’ll steer the ship. We’ll assist each other, and there’s no question of one of us dragging the other down. Or are you trying to use this as an excuse to push me away?”

Su Muci's heart skipped a beat when she heard these words.

He did indeed guess what she was thinking.

She was always worried that her situation would affect him and her best friend's family.

Her voice trembled: "Mr. Huo, they are not so easy to deal with. I'm afraid of what might happen next time..."

She didn't dare to continue.

That group of people were willing to gamble on someone jumping off a building. In their eyes, both Zhou Mengying and Fu Hengzhi were like demons.

It doesn't matter if she falls into the abyss herself, but seeing Huo Zhan's electrode plate today made her want to back down.

"Or perhaps we should just call off the collaboration?"

When Su Muci said those words, a look of loss of control flashed in Huo Zhan's eyes.

He had carefully planned and finally won her over, but now she wanted to leave him.

The simple phrase "Never mind" nearly reignited the madness that had been suppressed by his two electrotherapy sessions.

He forced himself to stay calm and said, "Go back and get some sleep first, we'll talk about other things later."

Su Muci didn't notice the strange look in his eyes and nodded.

...

At the same time, an angry shout came from inside a club: "I asked you to bring someone to see me, and you've ended up in the police station?"

After saying that, Fu Hengzhi threw a large stack of candid photos, whose faces were not clearly visible, onto the floor.

The two bodyguards standing at the front kept their heads down, not daring to reply.

Beside him, a wealthy young man said lazily, "Young Master Fu, all you want is for that streamer to disappear? Just create some Huang Yaos and it'll be solved. Why make things so complicated?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Hengzhi irritably loosened his tie.

He didn't want to end up like Zhou Mengying, completely ruining the new anchor.

After all, Fu Hengzhi genuinely appreciated Su Su's singing voice.

So today he went to great lengths to have his men "invite" her over, waiting to see her in person and then discuss his plan to invest in her and get her into the music industry.

As long as she switches to the music scene, she will no longer be hostile to Zhou's radio station; this is his way of protecting himself.

As a result, he suffered a major setback, and one of his bodyguards was sent to jail.

He was angry, but a feeling of agonizing unease rose within him.

Looking across the entire Jiangcheng, how many women could possibly put this young master of Jiangcheng to a standstill?

Fu Hengzhi became increasingly curious about this anchor Su Su.

However, the next second, a young master suddenly asked, "Young Master Fu, has your ex-girlfriend Su Muci stopped bothering you lately?"

"When Young Master Fu was a deliveryman, she was practically glued to him 24/7. Now that she knows he's the heir of Jiangcheng, how could she not fawn over him?"

Fu Hengzhi's face darkened instantly: "Don't mention that unlucky woman in front of me!"

When Zhou Mengying asked him to play pranks on her, he simply thought it was playing a cruel game with a wicked woman.

But after quitting the game he had played for three years, he started having nightmares every night.

He dreamt that he was a deliveryman, that Su Muci cooked him a table full of dishes just like before, and that she tiptoed up to him and kissed his lips...

These dreams always gave him goosebumps when he woke up in the middle of the night.

I really hope that woman can disappear from the face of the earth and never appear again.

But he had no time to care whether Su Muci showed up or not, because Zhou Wangyuan's birthday was only two days away.

Before his birthday party, he had to meet with the anchor Su Su and pry her out of GX Radio!