Fu Lanchen was shrouded in an indissoluble haze, and the innate strong sense of oppression made it impossible to hide.
Yang Zhao immediately changed his words, "Boss Fu, I, I was just talking nonsense."
Fu Lanchen didn't argue with him too much. He returned his gaze to the information in his hand and asked solemnly, "Who is Zhong Jinzhou?"
"It has his personal information written on it."
"Dead?"
"It seems like last fall, there was a major traffic accident in Chinatown, and someone died on the spot."
When Yang Zhao said this, Fu Lanchen looked up at him but did not speak again.
Now that he knew the real news about Lin Zhi in Country M, he was actually not happy at all.
He originally thought she had a husband, and he even wanted to persuade her to divorce, but now,...
"Who is taking care of her child?"
After a long time, Fu Lanchen asked again.
Yang Zhao said truthfully: "Nanny."
"She's really kind-hearted, leaving such a young child abroad."
"Mr. Fu, Miss Lin's husband has passed away, and it's really pitiful that she has to raise her child alone."
After all, they had been colleagues for three years, so Yang Zhao still sympathized with Lin Zhi.
Fu Lanchen stared at the information in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.
At the same time, a film crew was filming.
During Lin Zhi's break, he held his phone and sent messages to David.
{Are you sure the fake information won't be discovered?}
{You can rest assured.}
{Send me a copy of that fake information. I need to familiarize myself with it beforehand so I don't get caught.}
Although she was not sure whether Fu Lanchen would look for her again, she wanted to be prepared for the worst.
David sent the fake husband's information, and Lin Zhi browsed through it immediately.
When she saw the man's name, she searched it online out of curiosity.
Zhong Jinzhou is from Hong Kong.
During the Republican era, his grandfather moved from Nanzhou to Hong Kong to run a tobacco business. His father later took over the business, which grew steadily and he married four wives. Zhong Jinzhou, the son of the first wife, studied abroad in the United States and took on his mother's nationality. He died last year in an accident in Chinatown.
"Such a detailed life story..."
Lin Zhi muttered.
Thinking of Fu Lanchen, she quickly dispelled her doubts.
He probably wouldn't care that much about who she married, so he wouldn't send anyone to Hong Kong City on purpose.
After comforting himself, Lin Zhi put the matter behind him.
Little did people know that Fu Lanchen actually sent someone to make a special trip to Hong Kong City.
*
A week later.
A high-end private club.
"Mr. Fu, there are some discrepancies between what you explained and what Assistant Yang found."
A man in black entered the VIP room and respectfully handed a piece of information to Fu Lanchen.
He lazily sank into the sofa. Hearing something was wrong, his eyes moved slightly. He raised his hand to take the information and asked in a cold voice, "What do you mean?"
The man continued, "Mr. Zhong Jinzhou is not actually dead. In the car accident last year, the Zhong family suspected it was the work of an enemy. After rescuing Zhong Jinzhou, they had no choice but to announce the death of the driver. Furthermore, Zhong Jinzhou's wife's surname is not Lin, but Chen, a Nanyang native. They have been married for many years but have no children."
Upon hearing this, Fu Lanchen sat up straight involuntarily.
He flipped through the documents slowly, his brows and eyes covered with a layer of frost, so that the whole private room seemed to have dropped to minus ten degrees Celsius in an instant.
"Lan Chen, do you want to call two girls? Jiang Shu said that another group has arrived..."
Yu Zheng pushed the door open from outside and found that the atmosphere was not right, so he swallowed the rest of his words.
Fu Lanchen lowered his brows, his emotions unclear.
He raised his hand and gestured to the man in black to leave, and the other party immediately turned and left.
In the huge box, only he and Yu Zheng, who was still a little confused, were left.
"What happened?"
Yu Zheng went to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of whiskey, poured himself a glass, and asked tentatively.
Fu Lanchen, who was sitting on the sofa, sighed slightly, slammed the documents in his hand onto the long coffee table in front of him, and leaned back on the sofa.
The orange light above his head made his handsome face look even more aloof and cold. His eyes, as black as obsidian, sparkled with a luster, giving people a feeling of innocence, pitifulness and helplessness.
"Tsk, hehe..."
Suddenly, he laughed out loud.
He raised his hands to cover his eyes, and his broad shoulders twitched.
This action stunned Yu Zheng.
He was still holding the wine glass, not even bothering to take a sip, and staring at the person on the sofa with suspicion.
"Lan Chen, what's going on?"
"Yu Zheng, she lied to me."
Fu Lanchen, who had laughed enough, said something for no reason.
Yu Zheng frowned, "Who?"
But soon, he asked uncertainly: "Ms. Lin?"
Because he has a good relationship with Fu Lanchen, Yu Zheng knows almost everything about his private affairs.
Moreover, over the years, apart from Nan Zhi, the only woman Fu Lanchen truly had was Lin Zhi.
Fu Lanchen took the hand covering his eyes away, leaned forward, and thought for a few seconds. "I asked someone to check. She found a man to pretend to be her husband."
Yu Zheng sat down beside him. "She said on the live broadcast that her husband is an outsider, so he's not that effeminate David Xu."
Fu Lanchen handed the information to Yu Zheng, "Zhong Jinzhou, from Gangcheng. It's a pity that he's still alive."
Yu Zheng flipped through it and got the general idea. "So, Miss Lin is wary of you? Then what about her child? It can't be fake, right?"
Fu Lanchen lit a cigarette. "Beware of me? She really thinks too highly of herself."
Yu Zheng saw through everything, clicked his tongue twice, and put the information back on the long table in front of him, "Don't deny it, you like her."
Fu Lanchen puffed out smoke and did not forget to pour himself a glass of wine.
Yu Zheng continued, "In all the time we've known each other, I've never seen you so devoted to any woman. Even Nan Zhi is more devoted to you."
Fu Lanchen raised his head and drank a glass of wine, then asked doubtfully, "Is it that obvious?"
Yu Zheng smiled and shook his head, "Onlookers see things more clearly than those involved."
Fu Lanchen scorned: "There are many beautiful women in the world. I just can't bear the fact that she left so easily."
Yu Zheng didn't believe it: "Really?"
He called someone into the box at some point.
Fu Lanchen finished smoking a cigarette and was about to light another one when he looked up and saw four sexy and beautiful girls coming in from outside.
His expression was indifferent. He threw the cigarette back and picked up the wine glass instead.
Yu Zheng turned on the karaoke and gave Fu Lanchen a joking glance.
Four girls sat beside the two men, but two of them were disliked.
Fu Lanchen whispered "Get lost!" and the girl just sat down when she immediately stood up and ran out of the box as if escaping.
Yu Zheng turned his head, looking helpless, "Don't let Lin Zhi provoke you, take your anger out on these girls, they are also working."
Fu Lanchen still lit a cigarette and took a sullen puff. "What right does she have to be so arrogant to me? I raised her for three years, and she turned out to be an ungrateful person. She just left without looking back."
Yu Zheng was stunned. It turned out that she was complaining to him about Lin Zhi.
"Lan Chen, how about you keep her by your side like you did four years ago?"
Fu Lanchen glared at him coldly, his face full of arrogance: "She is not qualified now."
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