Chapter 313: Is He Dead or Alive?
Zijun frowned, "Doesn't Susan agree to the divorce?" How do I sue for divorce? β
"There are too many things involved between them, and it is not a simple matter to divorce, probably he wants to cut the mess quickly, and he is a little impatient!" Zhou Zhixiong said.
Zijun asked, "How are you going to help us?" β
Zhou Zhixiong thought for a moment and said: "Actually, it is impossible to uproot him in a short period of time, the only way is to find out his account password in various countries, and then find hackers to overcome it." β
"We police have done this before, but when the account is found, we can't unlock the password, and his precautions are too good." Zijun Road.
Liang Fengxing came down from upstairs and said with a smile: "That's because the hacker you are looking for is not smart enough, there happens to be a general of the Chinese special department next to us, why don't you ask him?" β
Zijun was stunned for a moment, and looked up at Zhen Yang, "Brother-in-law, you ......"
Zhen Yang said: "I can try!" β
Zhou Zhixiong said with a smile: "That's great, I've heard about the reputation of killing gods for a long time, and I'm fortunate to see it today, it's really fate." β
These words came out of Zhou Zhixiong's mouth, which is really ridiculous, he is the first big brother, fortunately in the United States, in China, Zhen Yang is his number one threat.
Although Zhen Yang despises his actions, he also needs to employ people now, especially when he has been by Liang Bowei's side for so long, he will always be able to use it, so he will say a few perfunctory words.
After the narration was finished, Zhen Yang couldn't wait to ask Zijun for information.
To fight Liang Bowei, this must be the best way.
ββI am a clear dividing lineββ
Liang Bowei found a British neurologist to treat Minglang, and finally, three days later, Minglang finally opened his eyes slowly.
It was no longer pitch black in front of me, but I could only barely see, and I couldn't see it all clearly.
"Ming, you're finally awake." Seeping into the eardrum, it was Liang Bowei's voice with joy.
She tilted her head slightly, looked at Liang Bowei with a look of ecstasy, and asked, "Where is this?" β
Liang Bowei held her hand and said softly: "This is a small island in Hawaii State, don't worry, no one can find here." β
"Liang Bowei, what do you want to do?" Minglang closed her eyes tiredly, and since she couldn't see everything in front of her clearly, she simply stopped looking.
Liang Bowei said softly: "I don't want to do anything, don't worry, your family is safe, I didn't hurt them." β
He didn't tell Ming Lang that it was Zhen Yang and Lu Yang who went to save people, and he couldn't say it, because he didn't want Ming Lang to think that he was a despicable villain.
Minglang smiled weakly, "Thank you." The tone is not without irony.
Liang Bowei looked a little overwhelmed, he actually expected Minglang to be furious when he woke up, and he was ready to bear her anger, but she was like a lifeless doll, and she didn't even have the strength to speak.
He reached out and brushed the hair from her forehead, looked away with some disgust, frowned, and said, "If you respect me, don't touch me." β
Liang Bowei's hand stopped in mid-air, his face was a little stiff and injured, but he said obediently: "Okay, if you don't like it, I won't touch you." β
"I want to give Zhen Yang a call." Minglang turned his head and opened his eyes to look at him, and there was a pleading in his black and white eyes.
"No......" he shook his head, "I can give you whatever you want, but forget him, Ming, his fate with you is over." β
Minglang smiled sarcastically, "What I want is what you can't afford to give, and as for what you can give, it's not what I want." Liang Bowei, that's it, really, don't talk to me, I'm tired of even seeing you. β
Liang Bowei smiled bitterly, "There will always be a day when you will understand everything I have done today." β
"I'm afraid I don't have this blessing to understand, you know, my days are numbered!"
Liang Bowei said softly: "Don't worry, you will be fine, and I will not allow you to have an accident, I have a way to cure your illness." β
"No need, if you cure me, I will face you for the rest of my life, then I will die, this is my fate." Bright and indifferent.
Liang Bowei looked a little sad and wanted to reach out to touch her face, but remembered that she had just said that he was not allowed to touch her, and his hands were stunned in the air, a little embarrassed.
Minglang breathed a sigh of relief gently, and when she turned her head sideways to see that an infusion was being given on her wrist, she reached out and pulled it out, turned around and smiled defiantly, "It's actually easy to die." β
Liang Bowei looked at her steadily, "Do you really want to be like this?" β
Mingliang said casually: "Do you have a choice for me?" β
Liang Bowei stood up, took two steps back, and smiled desolately, "I've done so much for you, aren't you a little moved?" β
"Impressed?" Minglang squinted his eyes at him, "I am very moved, will you be moved to have such a person who deliberately designs you and deprives you of the happiness that you have won so hard?" β
Liang Bowei stopped talking, looked at her silently for a long time, turned around and strode away.
Minglang struggled to get up, dizzy, her stomach tumbling for a while, she forcibly suppressed the nausea, rolled over and got out of bed.
Her footsteps were so vague that she could barely stand on her feet, and she had barely taken two steps when a man walked in and stretched out his hand to help her, "Miss, be careful." β
Minglang broke away from her hand and said coldly, "I don't need your help." β
The man stood beside her in a regular manner and said, "Miss, my name is Martha, and Mr. Liang asked me to serve you." β
Minglang said: "Is there a phone?" β
Martha shook her head, "No, except for Mr. Liang, there is no phone on the island." β
Ming Lang sneered and sat back on the bed, "Ruthless enough." β
Hearing Minglang say this, Martha's expression was a little stunned, "Miss shouldn't say this about Mr. Liang, Martha has never seen him treat a woman so well, this is Miss's blessing." β
Minglang was angry: "Get out!" β
Martha was stunned for a moment, "Why should Miss be angry with me?" I'm just working part-time. β
Minglang closed her eyes, despair pressed against her like a tidal wave, and she couldn't even breathe. She has never been so powerless at this moment, because she knows that she is facing an opponent that she cannot defeat, and Liang Bowei's identity is a nightmare that she desperately wants to escape in this life.
"I want to be quiet." She didn't lose her temper at Martha anymore, it didn't help.
Martha said, "Miss has slept for so long, do you want to eat something?" I can boil some Chinese millet porridge for you to drink. β
"No, I don't."
"Then Martha is outside the door, Miss can call me loudly if she needs anything." After Martha finished speaking, she went out in a proper manner.
Minglang lay on the bed, closed her eyes, and tried to sense the twins, but she didn't know if it was because of the distance, she didn't feel it at all, she opened her eyes in vain, looked at the furnishings in the room, everything, although vague, but still all in sight.
The dΓ©cor of the room is exquisite, with a hint of classical Chinese style, and the curtains are brocade embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon in golden yellow, which blocks out the Hawaiian sun. There was a landscape painting hanging at the head of the bed, and she didn't know what it really was, and she didn't want to get up to take a closer look.
A large cabinet was embedded in the wall, and the wardrobe was slightly open, and there were many women's clothes in it, probably prepared for her by Liang Bowei.
The dresser, carved from ebony wood, is home to several beautiful boxes, and it is clear to guess that there is no shortage of precious jewels inside. There was also a white porcelain vase on the dressing table, with only a perfume lily in it, making the whole room smell of lilies.
She was extremely disgusting, all this, if Zhen Yang had prepared it for her, she would have been very happy.
Thinking of Zhen Yang, her heart tugged, she kept hurting, the poisonous bee needle had been handed over to him, and she didn't know what kind of poison Liang Bowei used in the needle, if he wanted to put Zhen Yang to death, then Zhen Yang must be dead now.
Although Liang Bowei said that it was just a non-toxic embroidery needle, she didn't believe it, if he didn't want to kill Zhen Yang, why bothered so much?
Thinking that Zhen Yang might have died, Minglang's heart was even more desperate, he was dead, what was the point of her living? It's pointless, that's all.
The door was gently pushed open, and she was reluctant to open her eyes, because by listening to the footsteps, she could know that it was Liang Bowei
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He just stood by the bed, did not call her, did not speak, and after a long time, he turned and went out again.
Minglang seemed to hear him sigh softly, but that kind of sigh also made her feel extremely hateful.
In her life, she was always on the road, bumpy and displaced, she should have had a very happy childhood, but she didn't. In this life, Ah Gong and Zhen Yang, who gave her warmth, one went forever, and the other, maybe they also went, everything she worked so hard to get was destroyed by Liang Bowei like this, how could her heart not hate?
When her despair came to her, she brought a message, she felt that her life should be like this, she didn't deserve to be happy, if she had been in the United States and accepted her destiny, maybe she wouldn't be like this, Zhen Yang wouldn't have died, she forced it, she was unwilling, she wanted to live a normal life, but God had already deprived her of this right, and the result of her forcible request was to lose more.
If she had known earlier, would she still choose to go back to find her relatives? Maybe not, how could she be willing to harm Zhen Yang's life? She was a disaster for him, and if he hadn't met her, maybe he would have married Zhenzhen and have two children, and make up a good word like twins, which would be the most perfect thing in the world.
"Liang Bowei!" She suddenly shouted, but the only thing that responded to her was the cold silence in the room, Liang Bowei had already gone out, the door was not closed, Martha was probing outside the door, but she couldn't hear what her name was, so she ignored it.
But after a while, Liang Bowei walked in, his steps were a little hurried, and as soon as he entered the door, he said, "You are looking for me?" β
Minglang smiled coldly, and sure enough, he had installed surveillance in the room.
"You tell me, is Zhen Yang dead or alive now?" She asked calmly, her eyes focused on Liang Bowei's face, almost holding her breath for his answer.
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