Chapter 343: Grafting
Wen Liang got in the car, leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes to rest.
She was in a particularly bad mood today, not only because of Huo Donglin and his mother, but also because of Chu Siyi.
Chu Siyi's experience with psychological and mental illness is pitiful, but Wen Liang cannot sympathize with her at all.
Wen Liang couldn't help feeling annoyed when he thought that Chu Siyi might escape legal punishment.
It felt like there was a rage stuck in my chest, unable to vent.
"The bottom light——"
The WeChat message alert sound rang.
Wen Liang came back to his senses from his annoyance and picked up his phone to take a look.
It was a message from Zhu Fan.
She reminded Wen Liang that the results of the Mountain and River Photography Competition would be announced today and asked Wen Liang if he had seen the results.
Wen Liang then remembered to check the results on the official website of the competition.
However, there was no movement in his mailbox. Wen Liang guessed that he probably did not win the prize, otherwise he would have been notified.
It doesn’t matter, what matters is participation.
It may be that she had previously taken an unconventional approach and had less time for real systematic learning, and there was still a certain barrier between her and professional photographers.
With a learning attitude, Wen Liang opened the winning works one by one, carefully analyzed their shining points, and looked for his own shortcomings.
When he opened the first-prize work, Wen Liang was stunned.
She flipped to the top of the page to check the winner's name, then scrolled down to look at the works one by one. After going back and forth several times, she finally confirmed a fact.
Her work won first prize, but she was not the winner.
Someone stole her work and did something else with it.
This kind of situation happens a lot in all circles, especially in academia. Unexpectedly, Wen Liang encountered it as well.
This news made Wen Liang's already depressed mood even worse.
She became even more irritated and angry.
At this time, the rear door was opened.
Fu Zheng first put Fu Shifan next to Wen Liang, then sat in and closed the door.
"Aunt, we are back."
Wen Liang took a deep breath, put away his phone, and looked at them. "How is it? Did you apologize?"
Fu Shifan nodded his head heavily and looked at Fu Zheng with admiration. "I apologize. Uncle is so awesome."
Fu Zheng smiled and touched Fu Shifan's head, and looked at Wen Liang intentionally.
Their eyes met, Wen Liang looked away and curled his lips, "What about my aunt?"
"Aunt is also amazing. I like her the most." Fu Shifan said hurriedly.
"Hmph, little girl."
Fu Shifan chuckled.
"Sir, where are we going now?" the driver asked as he drove the car out of the hospital.
Fu Zheng glanced at the two people, one big and one small, next to him and told them the name of a restaurant.
Wen Liang asked curiously, "Who are these mother and son? They are indifferent to your name."
Fu Zheng glanced at Wen Liang and hesitated slightly.
Lin Jiamin is a stranger to her now. Does she need to remind her deliberately?
Fu Shifan said, "The child's name is Huo Donglin, and his uncle calls his mother Madam Huo."
Wen Liang raised an eyebrow.
She didn't interact much with people in the circle, but she knew that there was no one with the surname Huo in Jiangcheng's upper-class political and business circles.
The accents of the people who took them to the hospital sounded more like those of people from Beijing.
There are indeed powerful people with the surname Huo in the capital, and Huo Dongcheng is an example.
Huo Dongcheng, Huo Donglin...
What a coincidence.
"Could they be related to Brother Dongcheng?"
Hearing the words "Brother Dongcheng", Fu Zheng's face darkened and he nodded without saying a word.
Wen Liang didn't notice and guessed, "Huo Donglin is Dongcheng brother's younger brother?"
Fu Zheng's face was gloomy. "They have the same father but different mothers. Huo Donglin's mother is Huo Dongcheng's stepmother."
"I see." Wen Liang looked at him worriedly, "Will this cause you trouble?"
Fu Zheng found this look very helpful.
He smiled faintly, "No, don't worry."
Even if this incident had not happened, Huo Dongcheng would not give up on opposing the Fu family.
Therefore, he didn't need to be polite to the Huo family.
"That's good."
In the private room, Fu Shifan began to feel sleepy halfway through dinner and fell asleep in Fu Zheng's arms.
Wen Liang put down his chopsticks without eating much.
Seeing this, Fu Zheng asked in a low voice, "Is that all you're eating?"
"No appetite."
"Bad mood?"
Wen Liang responded with silence.
"I already know about Chu Siyi's situation. Her medical report is false."
Wen Liang never doubted it because she put Chu Siyi in the position of the victim of the kidnapping case and believed that Fu Yue was the murderer behind the scenes.
But Fu Zheng believed Fu Yue and believed that the kidnapping was staged by Chu Siyi herself.
The kidnapping case was fake, and the medical report was naturally fake too.
Having said that, Fu Zheng paused and looked up at Wen Liang.
Before, he believed this medical report immensely.
He was soft-hearted towards Chu Siyi again and again, and hurt Wen Liang again and again.
Wen Liang raised an eyebrow, his eyes gleaming, "Fake? How do you say that?"
"Didn't I tell you? The kidnapping case was fake, and her psychological trauma is naturally fake too."
"Oh..." The light in Wen Liang's eyes disappeared again.
So that's why.
But is the kidnapping case true or false?
She recalled what Fu Qingyue said at the police station that day.
In fact, she still had some doubts that Fu Zheng helped Fu Yue get rid of the crime.
But she didn't dare show it - she was afraid that Fu Zheng would go crazy and get wet in the rain again.
Fu Zheng glanced at Wen Liang's expression and knew that Wen Liang still had doubts about the matter. He said, "Don't worry, you can apply for a medical evaluation."
He was clinging to her just to ask Wen Liang not to distance herself from him, not to force her to trust Fu Yue.
The person who died was Wen Liang's father, and she must be the one who wanted to find out the truth the most.
What is true is true, what is false is false, and sooner or later the truth will come out.
"Yeah." Wen Liang nodded.
Although she didn't quite believe it, she still wanted to give it a try. Maybe she would succeed.
"Eat a little more." Fu Zheng picked up some food from the warm plate.
Wen Liang took a few more bites and put down his chopsticks.
Fu Zheng didn't force it, and stood up holding Fu Shifan, "Let's go, I'll take you back."
Fu Shifan lay on Fu Zheng's shoulder, humming uneasily, and her small leather shoes kicked the hem of his suit, getting some mud on it.
Fu Zheng lowered his eyes and gently patted Fu Shifan's shoulder with a gentle look in his eyes.
Wen Liang raised his eyebrows and looked at Fu Zheng again.
Fu Zheng, who takes good care of the children, has a special smell on him.
If I have to use Wenliang to describe it, it would be the feeling of being a husband.
"If you want to see it, just look at it. No need to be sneaky." Fu Zheng said seriously as he walked forward.
Wen Liang: “…”
The good impression that I had finally built up fell back down.
"Don't talk."
He's a good person, but unfortunately he has a mouth.
The driver drove directly to the underground garage.
After Wen Liang got off the car, she unexpectedly found Fu Zheng also getting off with Fu Shifan in his arms.
She looked at him with a questioning look.
Fu Zheng explained with a smile, "I plan to move in with Fanfan and Aunt Wang in the next couple of days."
Wen Liang's mouth twitched, "Why?"
"Fanfan likes you. This way, Fanfan can spend more time with you, and you can also pick her up and drop her off at school more conveniently."
"High-sounding." Wen Liang curled his lips.
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