Fu Shaojie continued, "Dad, you told me not to contact them, but the photos are really hard to find. My sister's room is full of photos of you attending various business events. I searched for ages before finally finding the photos in a metal box."
As he spoke, Fu Shaojie handed the photo to Lu Zhengqian.
Inside, he was a young man, and a blue work uniform made him look energetic.
Gan Tang caught a glimpse of the person in the photo out of the corner of her eye, and her mind went blank.
Could it be that this story she made up on the spot wasn't just her imagination, but a real memory from her infancy? Was she really Lu Zhengqian's daughter?
Fu Shaojie continued speaking, but Gan Tang could no longer hear him until a large hand wrapped around her shoulder.
"Suhuai, our daughter, has finally come home."
Is this home? Gan Tang wondered, bewildered.
As the crowd dispersed, Mo Huaixing followed Fu Cheng back to his room.
"Brother, you knew perfectly well that Miss hid there on her own, so why did you hide it?" The reactions of those people and the ropes tied behind Gan Tang's back were all evidence.
Fu Cheng looked down at the scar on his palm and clenched his fist tightly: "Amo, you know, I never wanted to do that kind of business. It's better to ruin it!"
So that's how it is. Mo Huaixing didn't know whether to be happy or not, and then asked, "What about Old Ghost Su?"
He was worried that things would be exposed.
Fu Cheng said confidently, "Everyone who accompanied him is dead. If he doesn't relay my message, why should Old Ghost Su believe him?"
"Brother is wise!"
Stop flattering me!
Fu Cheng glanced at him sideways and asked the question that had been on his mind: "Amo, why do you think she ran away?"
Mo Huaixing said, "Perhaps she doesn't want to stay here at all. Biological kinship doesn't mean anything."
"Yeah, it doesn't mean anything." Fu Cheng seemed to be thinking about something, his expression full of self-mockery.
Meanwhile, in Lin Shuang's room, He Zhong angrily slapped Lin Shuang. The slap was about to land on her ear, but then He Zhong remembered she was injured and wouldn't be able to explain to Lu Zhengqian, so he turned his hand and slapped her chest instead.
Anyway, Lu Zhengqian is sick now and won't touch her.
"Didn't you say she was so drunk she was unconscious and couldn't get up? How did she end up on someone else's yacht?"
Lin Shuang gasped in pain, feeling utterly wronged. Someone wanted to kidnap Gan Tang; what could she do? But she dared not argue, vehemently declaring her loyalty: "I will never betray my master."
With a "smack," He Zhong slapped Lin Shuang again, angrily saying, "Is this what I was worried about? A perfectly good move has become a waste."
Lin Shuang hadn't expected He Zhong to be so persistent. Perhaps Lu Zhengqian's serious illness had released the desires that had been suppressed in his heart for many years. Lin Shuang, who thought she had escaped a calamity, sadly offered a suggestion: "Master, we can still proceed according to the plan. Just say that everything was an illusion created by Fu Cheng."
"An illusion?"
He Zhong sat on the sofa, Lin Shuang kneeling before him, looking pitiful. But He Zhong had no other thoughts now. He angrily grabbed her long hair and demanded, "Does Fu Cheng have any old photos from twenty or thirty years ago?"
Lin Shuang painfully pressed his hand down, trembling as she said, "We can still follow the first plan. We can say that Fu Cheng thought she wasn't the real person and wanted to switch her with someone else, but he didn't expect to see the master and Fu Shaojie on the surveillance footage, so he gave up."
He Zhong let go of her hand and leaned back in the sofa chair, panting: "It's not that it's impossible, it's just that she won't say."
If she was originally worried that she wasn't Lu Zhengqian's biological daughter, then she showed no intention of saying so when she was with Lu Zhengqian just now.
"Is it because of fear?" Fear that he can't defeat the person behind the scenes and will be harmed instead?
"Then make her even more afraid, so afraid that she won't dare not tell!"
"How so?" He Zhong became interested and scooped Lin Shuang up.
Lin Shuang whispered in his ear, her breath sweet as orchids: "No one can endure fear and the threat to their life for long."
"You little vixen." He Zhong rolled over and pinned Lin Shuang to the sofa. Suddenly, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes: "Aren't you afraid?"
If the truth comes out, her life will be in danger.
"I'm willing to do anything to help my master!" Lin Shuang leaned in and offered her red lips.
The waves rolled and the room was in a mess.
He Zhong was always cautious. If Lu Zhengqian hadn't been seriously ill and preoccupied, he would never have appeared in Lin Shuang's room. After getting dressed, He Zhong put a pill into Lin Shuang's mouth. This was something he never forgot afterward.
He was worried, but she was just as disgusted.
Lin Shuang watched as the person left the room, then leaned over the coffee table, opened two more pills, and swallowed them whole.
The pill tasted bitter, as if a life were truly slipping out of her stomach. A trace of reluctance flashed across Lin Shuang's face, but she still raised her head: Gan Tang, I'm sorry, only if you die can I live.
...
"Fu Shaojie, I see you! Come out here!" Gan Tang pounded on Fu Shaojie's door.
After leaving Lu Zhengqian's room, Fu Shaojie, who had been avoiding Gan Tang, was now cornered at the door and had no choice but to open it. Gan Tang barged in.
Where did you send my parents?
Forced back step by step by Gan Tang, Fu Shaojie hurriedly said, "I just got back, and I'm all dirty. I need to take a shower first."
As she spoke, she began to take off her clothes.
Gan Tang stared straight at him, unmoved: "You wash, I'll wait."
Fu Shaojie suddenly felt ashamed of being spied on, and crossed his arms with a pitiful expression: "Sister, my dear sister, Dad doesn't want you to know, and you can't force me to."
"Phone! I'm calling them!" Gan Tang herself didn't realize how domineering she was. Seeing Fu Shaojie standing still, she grabbed the phone from the sofa.
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