The day my grandfather passed away, he said that Fu Qichuan would find out sooner or later and he couldn't hide it from him forever.
It’s better to know it earlier than to know it that night.
So that he wouldn't continue to be deceived by this mother and daughter.
However, what caught me off guard was that Uncle Cheng on the other end of the phone asked in a puzzled tone, "Young Madam, where did you hear about this?"
…
I almost blacked out, I could already feel Fu Qichuan's extremely cold eyes!
"Grandpa said that."
I even began to wonder if I had remembered something wrong, but I quickly confirmed that no, I had not.
I tried to remind him, "Uncle Cheng, have you forgotten? That day, it was in Grandpa's study, and Grandpa took..."
"You're mistaken, aren't you?"
Uncle Cheng interrupted me suddenly!
I was completely stunned and said in disbelief, "I'm so old, how could I have remembered it wrong..."
"Ruan Nanzhi!"
Fu Jinan, who was originally a little nervous, suddenly sneered, "Are you trying to bribe Uncle Cheng to give false testimony for you? Unfortunately, he is the man Grandpa trusts the most, and there is no way he would go along with you! Forget it!"
"Uncle Cheng..."
I didn't give up and wanted to confirm with Uncle Cheng again, but Fu Qichuan snatched the phone away, walked outside with a sinister look on his face, and I don't know what he was asking Uncle Cheng.
When he came back, his eyes were filled with a storm that threatened to swallow me up. His voice was cold and stern, "Do you have anything else to say?"
"Xiaochuan..."
Wen Fang had the tolerant look of an elder. "Miss Ruan might just be dissatisfied with your partiality for Jin An, so she fabricated these things to alienate you and us. This... is human nature after all. Don't be too angry..."
Looking at her calm demeanor, I knew I had walked into a dead end.
The car overturned in the most inappropriate place.
I squeezed my palms and looked at Fu Qichuan. "Whether you believe it or not, what I just said is true."
"It's over!"
Fu Qichuan shouted, "You've caused so much trouble, and you still think it's not enough?"
Rather than believing what I said, he seemed more willing to believe that I was a slanderer and unreasonable person.
The corners of my mouth curled up slightly, "So, you don't trust me at all, right..."
"I feel uncomfortable..."
Wen Fang suddenly began to breathe with difficulty again, and the next second, she fainted.
Fu Jinan acted even more realistically and burst into tears instantly, "Achuan, do you really want her to make my mother angry to death..."
Fu Qichuan looked at him with a cold expression, and said through gritted teeth, "Get out!"
His gaze was like a sharp blade, piercing my heart fiercely.
I was stunned for a moment, then I heard him shout in a low voice: "Ruan Nanzhi, I told you to get out!"
My mind went blank for a moment, and I finally realized that he was not yelling at someone else, but at me.
Yes.
Compared to the warmth and warmth in his heart, who became a vegetable for many years because of him, what am I?
I walked out of the hospital and looked at the file bag in my hand, which I tore into pieces in an instant.
He doesn't believe it.
He doesn't believe in anything.
What's the point of preparing more evidence?
What was even more unexpected to me was that Uncle Cheng would actually change his tune...
I drove home in a state of panic. As soon as I parked the car, I saw a Bentley parked not far away.
It was the one my grandfather used most frequently during his lifetime.
I got out of the car and saw Uncle Cheng getting out of the Bentley. He looked at me with a guilty look on his face. "I'm sorry, Madam. I was on the phone just now... I had no choice."
"Why?"
I was so exhausted, physically and mentally, that I couldn't even get angry.
Just want to know the reason.
Uncle Cheng's face was heavy. "I just went to see Qi Chuan's private psychologist. He said that Qi Chuan has recently started psychotherapy again."
"……recent?"
I was slightly stunned, and Uncle Cheng continued, "It's...after I knew you had a miscarriage."
I suddenly couldn't tell whether he was hateful or pitiful.
"So, you're afraid that his mother will reveal the truth and it will upset him again?"
"Um."
Uncle Cheng nodded. "The psychiatrist suggested we take it easy until the young master's condition improves."
"knew."
I replied calmly, without any other emotions in my heart.
In fact, if it weren't for my grandfather's instructions before his death, I wouldn't want to care about these things about the Fu family.
However, when I got home and thought about what had happened to Fu Qichuan, I still felt a little...pity.
But soon, thinking of how he yelled at me in the ward, this little bit of sympathy disappeared.
I suddenly hated myself for not being able to plan everything out.
…
When I was lying on the sofa bored and emptying my mind, Jiang Lai suddenly came.
I opened the door. "Why don't you just use your fingerprint to come in?"
"I'm just afraid I might see something I shouldn't see."
Jiang Lai came in, twisting her slender waist in a charming manner. She kicked off her high heels and put on her own pair of slippers. She glanced at me and said pointedly, "Why are you in a bad mood?"
"Today, I was going to strike the snake at its weakest point."
I threw her a bottle of juice and slumped back into the sofa, laughing to myself, "I didn't expect it would actually alert the enemy."
"You speak so elegantly today."
Jiang Lai unscrewed the bottle cap, came over with a cheeky face, and gossiped, "It's a pity I don't understand. Can you please be more direct and clear?"
"Fu Jinan's mother woke up today."
I let out a breath of foul air. "Originally, I could have produced evidence that her mother had killed Fu Qichuan's mother and successfully sent Fu Jinan abroad."
"Unfortunately, it didn't work."
As I said this, I briefly told her the whole story again.
"It's really strange. Before the little white lotus leaves go away, an old white lotus comes."
Jiang Lai rolled his eyes, took a sip of juice, and snorted coldly: "But it's not surprising that Fu Qichuan doesn't believe you."
"Why?"
"When did he ever believe you?"
Jiang Lai's rhetorical question left me speechless.
It's like it never happened.
I simply stopped talking. After a while, I realized that Jiang Lai was in a bad mood today.
If she had heard about this incident at that time, she would have cursed Fu Jin'an according to the family tree.
Today is a little unusual.
I stood up and looked over, and saw that her eyes were red. "What happened? Why are you crying?"
She didn't hide anything and said frankly, "He Ting is getting engaged."
"And a rich lady."
She lay back on the sofa with her head tilted back, letting her tears fall. "Nanzhi, I don't want to like him anymore. I hate myself for ever liking him."
"He told me that it didn't matter that he was married, he and his wife could have their own affairs."
"So in his mind, I could be his mistress. How ridiculous..."
Hearing this, my heart also tightened. I took out a tissue to wipe away her tears and said, "Yes, we don't like him anymore. Our Lai Lai is so beautiful and smart, she won't hang herself on a tree like him."
"Um!"
She nodded heavily, took the tissue and wiped it roughly, then suddenly became energetic again, "Ruan Ruan, come with me for a drink?"
"Tuo."
Anyway, I'm a free man now.
She drove me to the bar she often went to with ease.
The lights have just come on, and the streets in early winter are inexplicably bleak yet filled with a hint of warmth.
"Stop the car!"
As we were about to reach the bar and passing a five-star hotel, I suddenly spoke.
Jiang Lai slowly slowed down the car and pulled to the side of the road. "What's wrong?"
"Those two people..."
I stared at the man and woman who had been cuddling at the hotel entrance just now, now walking in arm in arm. "They look like my Xiaoxiao and Fu Jinan!"
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