Chapter 307 Are You Satisfied?
During their marriage, they did not make their relationship public. Except for Assistant Yang's calls, Wen Liang would not answer other people's calls for him, but she would not avoid his phone either.
But since their wedding anniversary, she has never looked at his phone again.
It was as if she didn't know when it started, she would no longer leave the lights on for him when he came home late, no longer arrange his suit and tie for the next day, no longer care whether he had eaten on time, no longer call him "A Zheng"...
She slowly distanced herself from him.
But he found nothing and still hoped to keep her.
Wen Liang noticed that Fu Zheng looked unhappy and asked curiously, "What happened? Was the meeting result not satisfactory?"
"No." Fu Zheng paused and said.
He swiped the screen of his phone and saw a missed call from Lu Yao, so he called back.
Wen Liang closed the magazine in his hand and put it on the table. "Do you have time now?"
"Hold on."
When the call was connected, Fu Zheng made a gesture and put the phone to his ear, "Hello? What's up?"
Lu Yao on the other end of the phone said something, and Fu Zheng's face suddenly became solemn and angry. "Are you sure?...Okay, I got it. I'll be right over."
After he hung up the phone, Wen Liang asked, "What's wrong?"
"Sorry, I have to go out for a while."
"...How long? When will you be back?"
"It won't be long. Why don't you wait here for me for a while?"
Wen Liang thought about it and decided that he had already waited so long, so he would wait a little longer. "Then come back soon."
"Um."
Fu Zheng took his coat and left the office. When passing the office area, he asked his secretary to bring some snacks to Wen Liang.
In front of the police station.
The back door of the black car opened, and a pair of exquisite handmade leather shoes landed on the ground first, along with the black trouser legs.
Fu Zheng closed the car door and Lu Yao, who was standing at the door, immediately came over. He glanced at the police station lobby and said, "He's here. He's still inside."
"Yeah." Fu Zheng responded and walked inside.
…
Fu Yue walked out of the interrogation room unhappily, turned around, and suddenly stopped.
Fu Zheng was standing three steps away from him, staring at him with deep eyes, "Brother."
Their eyes met.
Fu Yue's pupils suddenly shrank, his expression changed slightly, and his dangling fingers unconsciously tightened. He was at a loss for a moment, but soon he regained his composure. "A Zheng? What a coincidence! You came to see Miss Chu?"
Fu Zheng suppressed the anger in his heart and smiled, "Unfortunately, I came to see you."
Fu Yue was silent for a few seconds, "See me?"
"Do you have time? We haven't seen each other for half a month. Let's go for a drink?"
Fu Yue looked at Fu Zheng, hesitated for a moment, and nodded gently, "Okay."
"Let's go."
Fu Zheng slightly turned sideways to make way for the aisle in front of him.
Fu Yue pursed his lips, walked forward and passed by Fu Zheng.
Fu Zheng walked out shoulder to shoulder with him and said, "Get in my car, and I'll find someone to drive your car back."
Fu Yue paused, looked in the direction of his car, and suddenly clenched and unclenched his fists.
When he came, the driver drove him here, but Fu Zheng said he would find someone to drive his car back.
It was obvious that the driver was in his hands.
"Brother, please."
Fu Zheng took the initiative to open the back door and looked at Fu Yue.
Although his posture seems humble, his every move reveals an irresistible strength.
Fu Yue glanced at him and lowered himself to get into the car.
Fu Zheng then got in, closed the door, and told the driver his address.
The driver responded, started the car, and drove towards the club.
Inside the carriage, there was silence and a heavy atmosphere.
The driver vaguely sensed something was wrong and didn't dare to breathe.
Fu Zheng leaned back in his chair, his legs crossed, his brows furrowed, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white with force, and his whole body exuded a low and suppressed aura.
The flames of anger burned silently, yet so intensely that they threatened to consume his sanity.
Fu Yue's appearance at the police station and his meeting with Chu Siyi can be said to have confirmed Fu Zheng's guess!
After Lu Yao found out about the secret relationship between Chu Siyi and Fu Yue during college, Fu Zheng understood what was going on, but he still held a glimmer of hope in his heart!
That's his elder brother!
He is the person he feels guilty about and respects in his life!
Why would he do that? !
Fu Yue next to him looked relaxed and at ease.
Things have come to this point, Fu Zheng knows everything he should know, and there is no point in hiding it any further.
If you don't want others to know, don't do it yourself.
When Wen Liang started investigating the kidnapping case, he was already prepared for the truth to come to light.
"Why?"
In the silent carriage, Fu Zheng was the first to break the silence. He spoke word by word, gritting his teeth, "Why do you do this?"
The words sound disjointed.
But both of them knew what Fu Zheng was referring to.
After a long moment, Fu Yue chuckled and replied, "Why? I don't know why. Maybe I was possessed by a ghost for a while."
"What a devil!"
Fu Zheng sneered and said sarcastically.
After he finished speaking, he didn't say anything else, and Fu Yue also remained silent.
Arriving at the club, the waiter led the two to the door of the reserved private room, opened the door and made a gesture of invitation, "Please come in."
Fu Zheng glanced at Fu Yue expressionlessly.
Fu Yue stepped inside.
The waiter followed Fu Zheng and was about to go in to serve, but Fu Zheng put his hand in the way and told the waiter, "We have something to talk about. No need to bring any wine or fruit. Please go down."
The waiter was stunned for a moment, then nodded in response, "Okay, Mr. Fu, if you need anything, just call me."
Fu Zheng nodded casually, walked into the box, and closed the door behind him.
He hung the coat with his elbow on the hanger, took off his suit, untied his tie, threw it casually on the sofa, and looked up at Fu Yue.
"Bang--"
The muscles in his arms under the white shirt bulged, and suddenly, Fu Zheng punched Fu Yue in the face.
Fu Yue was caught off guard and took a few steps back. His cheeks and the corners of his mouth instantly became red, swollen and purple.
As soon as Fang Yi stood firm, Fu Zheng swung his second punch and hit Fu Yue in the eye socket.
The third punch hit Fu Yue’s nose.
Fu Yue suddenly became extremely embarrassed.
When Fu Zheng swung his fourth punch, Fu Yue blocked it with his hand and punched Fu Zheng back.
A trace of scarlet blood seeped out of the corner of Fu Zheng's mouth. He wiped it casually and rushed forward to fight with Fu Yue.
I don’t know how long it took.
The two men stopped only when they were exhausted. One of them lay on the ground, and the other slumped on the sofa. They no longer looked like the elites they were when they came. Their hair was messy, they were sweating, their faces were bruised, and they looked in a miserable state.
Fu Zheng gently pressed the redness and swelling on his cheek, his chest heaving violently.
The only sound left in the box was the heavy breathing of the two people.
After resting for a long time, Fu Zheng regained some strength and kicked Fu Yue on the ground. "Don't play dead. What's going on?"
Fu Yue bent his legs, lay on the ground and looked at the ceiling, "Don't you know everything?"
"I want to hear it from you!"
"Then I'll tell you in person, it was me who allowed Chu Siyi to approach you and pursue you, it was me who instructed her to steal the core data of the project, and it was me who sent those kidnappers out of the country. Are you satisfied?"
Fu Zheng roared in a low voice, "Why?!"
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