Chapter 601 Someone touched her phone
Hearing this, Wen Liang's heart immediately sank. He hung up the call immediately, slid his fingers across the screen, quickly opened the WeChat settings page, and found "How to add me" in the friend permissions.
Wen Liang's mind went blank for a second.
All the options in it were turned off at some point.
You cannot search for her using her WeChat ID or mobile phone number, and you cannot add her as a friend using group chat, QR code, or business card. Only existing WeChat contacts can send her messages.
What's going on?
Wen Liang turned on the harassment blocking function in the phone settings, and options such as "Block unknown calls" and "Block unknown hidden numbers" were all turned on.
The settings are similar for text messages.
But these options were not set by her at all.
Someone had touched her phone.
The person on the other end of the phone hadn't heard Wen Liang's voice for a long time, and smiled, "Miss Wen, have you confirmed it?"
Wen Liang regained his composure and turned his attention back to the phone. "My first question is, where did you get those photos?"
"I took the picture myself." The man answered nonchalantly.
Wen Liang paused, "Where is that child now?"
As soon as the words fell, the man on the microphone suddenly laughed, "Hahahaha..."
Wen Liang felt baffled and had a bad feeling in his heart, "What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing, I just thought it was funny. Look at you, Miss Wen. You were an orphan, but luckily you were adopted by the Fu family. From then on, you lived a comfortable life, with abundant wealth and no need to worry about money. I heard that when you went for a prenatal checkup, Fu Zheng sent a car full of bodyguards and assigned the best obstetrician and gynecologist in his hospital to serve you exclusively. You were treated so grandly before you were even born."
"And Fu Zheng's daughter with another woman, who attends an expensive private kindergarten and is innocent and adorable. You treat her like your own daughter, and your family lives a life like a fairy tale. But do you know what the life of the child you gave birth to before is like now?"
Wen Liang remained silent.
The man laughed mockingly and continued, "He's not as lucky as you. He's been beaten and abused by his adoptive parents since he was a child. The five-year-old is now almost like a three-year-old, too thin to be malnourished. Now he has to go out and pick up trash every day, and he can't go home for dinner until ten o'clock at night."
"Once, he was taken away by human traffickers. Police found him at the border with a neighboring state and sent him back. However, his adoptive parents were upset that he didn't pick up trash for money and beat him up. Whenever neighbors showed sympathy for him, his adoptive parents would become even more violent. To this day, he's still wearing autumn clothes, and his hands and face are covered in chilblains."
As the man spoke, Wen Liang's mind emerged with a thin and pitiful little boy. He was wearing thin clothes, facing the cold wind, rummaging through the trash can for plastic bottles, with purple scars all over his exposed wrists.
Being so young, he would not complain or hate others. He would only think that he must not have done well enough. If he could pick up a few more bottles, his parents would like him.
Since she became pregnant, she has become more sentimental and cannot bear to see her child suffer.
Just thinking of such a scene made Wen Liang's heart ache.
How could someone be so mean as to treat a child like this?
What's more, it was her own child.
It was as if an invisible big hand was tightly grasping Wenliang's heart, making her feel stuffy, stagnant and breathless in her chest.
The man continued, "Miss Wen? Are you feeling bad? You might not know this, but he's also in Philadelphia. I remember you were in Philadelphia during the summer. Did you see a little boy picking up trash on the streets? Maybe that was your son, hahaha... While you were enjoying your life in Philadelphia, he was picking up trash on the streets under the scorching sun."
"Don't say anymore..." Wen Liang closed his eyes, covered his heart, and took a deep breath, "Where is he now?"
"In the small town of Wiltshire, on the outskirts of the city. Oh, and he's now suffering from severe anemia due to long-term malnutrition, and his intellectual development has also been affected. Tsk tsk, if we were a step later, maybe... Oh, Miss Wen, don't you want to know who caused all this?"
"Who is it?"
"Fu Qingyue, that's the grandson of the woman she hates the most. How could Fu Qingyue let him have a good ending?"
"Who are you?"
"I used to be Fu Qingyue's subordinate, but she's missing now. Fu Zheng's people are looking for her everywhere, and I have to find a way out for myself."
"Fu Qingyue is missing?"
"Yeah, Fu Zheng wanted to put her in a mental hospital, but she ran away. Don't you know?"
“…”
The man smiled and said, "I have said everything I need to say. Goodbye, Miss Wen. If I am caught by Fu Zheng, I hope you can plead for me because I told you the truth."
After saying that, the man handed the phone to Yunqiao.
"Miss Wen?"
Yunqiao, who had heard everything nearby, called out tentatively, but received no response from Wenliang.
He checked the screen to make sure the call hadn't been disconnected, then called out again, "Miss Wen?"
Still no one answered.
Thinking about what he had just heard, Yunqiao hung up the phone silently.
Miss Wen probably wasn't in the mood to pay attention to him right now.
After this phone call, Wen Liang's thoughts became even more chaotic, and his heart was filled with complex and bitter emotions.
As soon as she closed her eyes, she felt a headache, her head was buzzing, and her heart was beating wildly.
Fu Zheng wanted to put Fu Qingyue in a mental hospital, but she escaped? When did this happen? Why hadn't Fu Zheng ever mentioned this to her?
Fu Qingyue hated Huo Dongcheng and his mother so much that after she found out that Huo Dongcheng was pregnant with his child, she tried every means to take the child away?
Doesn’t Huo Dongcheng know about the child’s existence?
Questions popped up one after another. Wen Liang rubbed his temples with his hands and took a deep breath.
She didn't know whether to believe what the man said.
She glanced at the phone in her hand and found that the call had been hung up, and suddenly thought of the original problem again - someone had touched her phone.
Wen Liang opened her phone and looked through it. Just last month, the studio hired a new photographer, and the new employee took the initiative to add her WeChat. Everything was normal at that time.
From last month to now, the only people who have access to her phone are her aunt and Fu Zheng.
Wen Liang frowned, thinking of his computer which had been sent for repair and had not yet been returned.
Since the man had tried WeChat, phone calls and messages, he also tried sending photos to her via email.
Thinking of this, Wen Liang quickly opened his phone, downloaded the mobile email app, and logged into his account.
Wrong password.
When Wen Liang saw the prompt, she was surprised, and at the same time she confirmed that Fu Zheng had turned off the connection between her phone and unknown numbers, and used her phone to change the password of her email.
Why did he do that?
Could it be...
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