Standing in an office building in the center of the city, the telephone rings non-stop, and the busy high-pressure work is simply commonplace for the employees of the Fu Group.

On the highest floor, the CEO's office is only set up on the first floor, and the atmosphere is just as tense.

Taking the elevator to the top floor, Qin Yan walked straight down the corridor, and finally stopped in front of the two doors, held the handle that was quite delicately engraved, and raised his other hand and knocked on the door.

"Good morning Mr. Fu, can I come in?"

"Come in." A calm response came from inside, and Qin Yan immediately pushed open the door.

He was not in a hurry to report his findings, because he had already guessed that Fu Zichen should be being bombarded with phone calls at this time.

On the days when Fu Zichen did not return home, the maid would call him every day to report the situation at home, and the bodyguards waiting around the villa would also inform him of Tang Luoran's whereabouts.

Naturally, Yin Zi's situation also fell into his ears.

"After my mother came, how did she treat Luo Ran?" said in a deep voice, Fu Zichen stiffened his face, his eyes sank, and he was obviously angry.

Qin Yan walked to the desk, put the file on the table, and carefully pushed it in front of him.

The hand holding the pen did not touch the file, and Fu Zichen's attention was all on the content on the other end of the phone - "Mrs. was splashed with water by the old lady, and she kept scolding, and then Mrs. was forced to be helpless, and it was not easy to get out." ”

The servant didn't deliberately stand by Tang Luoran's side, but it was the case, he just answered truthfully.

Hearing his mother do such an excessive thing, Fu Zichen closed his eyes, took a deep breath, put down the pen, turned to support his forehead, and asked again, "How is Luo Ran's reaction?" ”

Madame's reaction was very calm, and although there was a rebuttal, she later gave up her rebuttal.

As soon as the maid's voice fell, he quickly hung up the phone, and subconsciously wanted to smash the phone against the wall, but when he thought of the last time the phone was broken, he still stopped.

Does mother really have so many complaints about Tang Luoran?

The short silence was just to clear his thoughts, Fu Zichen then raised his eyes and looked at Qin Yan who was standing in front of him across a table, he opened his thin lips lightly, and his tone was cold, "What is this?" ”

He was referring to the archives that were placed on the table.

"This is the information you asked me to investigate about Miss Yin and her wife, and what the two of them were doing on the day of the kidnapping, and these data are the conclusions I have reached through the people who were around them at the time, and the accuracy rate is 80%."

In other words, there is still 20 percent of the way it is likely to be nonsense.

Fu Zichen hates uncertainty the most, but the most important thing at the moment is to make things a little eyebrow-raising, otherwise, like now, he has no eyebrows at all, and can only speculate on himself.

Looking down at the kraft paper file bag, Fu Zichen put his hand down and opened the file bag instead.

Yin Zi's beautiful face appeared in the line of sight first, and the following was all her basic information - he already knew all this.

seems to be calm, but in fact, she turned the page in a hurry, and finally found a record of her whereabouts that day on the last page.

In the morning, according to classmates, she was seen in the playground.

At that time, they were all high school students, and it was normal to have morning exercises, but Fu Zichen was kidnapped at noon, so this record was meaningless.

Moving his gaze down, he couldn't help but smile after seeing the noon record, but this smile was a sneer, "You say, is it possible for a person to do two things at the same time?" ”

"Why do you suddenly ask that? That, of course, is impossible. Qin Yan bowed his head in response.

He also knew it couldn't be.

Looking at the words on the record, he felt a sense of detachment - at noon that day, a total of three people who knew Yin Zi saw her appear in a bubble tea shop, supposedly waiting for someone, but she was no-shown, and lost her temper because of it.

At that time, he and the girl had been tied up and stuffed into the car.

In order to save time, he skipped the basic information and turned directly to the last page, and the last page was a large blank, only a line of words standing in the middle - there was no trace of that day and the next day.

The hand holding the paper trembled violently, even if he knew it in his heart, when he saw the result, Fu Zichen couldn't help but be shocked.

He didn't even know he had been wrong for ten years.

Looking at the large blank space in a daze, Fu Zichen muttered, "The accuracy rate of Tang Luoran's record is only eighty percent?" ”

"No, that's for sure." Qin Shi answered truthfully.

In the next second, he saw Fu Zichen's cold face, and a trace of joy suddenly flashed, and a smile crept up the corners of his mouth little by little.

However, this short-lived joy could not last long, and soon regained his composure, he took back the file and handed the file bag to Qin Shi, "All the materials have been processed." ”

"Yes." Qin Shi took the file bag and turned to leave.

As soon as Qin Yan left, he immediately called Fu's mother—he hadn't forgotten what he had just heard from the servant.

The phone rang for a while, and was quickly connected by Fu's mother, who said affectionately, "Son, why do you have time to call back?" Aren't you busy at work? Is there time to take care of yourself? ”

Hearing his mother worry about him like this, he felt irritated inexplicably.

Since you can be so gentle with yourself, why should you be so mean to Tang Luoran?

"Mom, let me ask you, did you go to Fairview Garden to find Luo Ran today?" Fu Zichen asked straight to the point, his tone was solemn, and he didn't mean to let his mother confuse the past.

He wanted to know why his mother found fault for no reason.

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, but after a while, Fu Mu's voice rang again, full of displeasure, "Did Tang Luoran sue you?" What did she tell you? Say I've been bullying her? ”

Her emotions are very excited, which makes people feel even more incredible.

"No, the most important thing now is that you should tell me, why are you bothering Luo Ran? She was recently tossed by Yin Zi - "The rest of the words are out of her mouth, and the guilt keeps coming to her heart."

He can't let Yin Zi leave now because Yin Zi still has a lot of doubts, and he wants to know.

It's just that what people don't understand is what Yin Zi did to make Fu's mother stand on the same front as her?

Clutching his mobile phone, Fu Zichen waited patiently for his mother to tell him the answer, "Didn't Tang Luoran be kidnapped a few days ago?" I heard that you went to great lengths to save her, do you know that I'm about to die of worry, your dad has left, if you are also gone, what will I do in the future? ”

The current father is just a puppet brought in to suppress the company's shareholders who are about to move, no matter if he has no status, the Fu family has no feelings for him, of course, he still gave enough face at the family banquet.

"So you're losing your temper with Tang Luoran?" Fu Zichen hit the center directly, not giving his mother a chance to get through the trick.

He knew that this was not the first time his mother had found fault, but this time she had gone too far, so he stepped forward to solve it.

After all, it is a son, he speaks, Fu's mother will never say something unpleasant, deliberately vague, "It's not all because she almost hurt my son, I'm angry, now I don't know if you are injured, if so, I have to peel off her skin." ”

Fu Mu said it viciously, not like a joke.

As she spoke, Fu Zichen subconsciously shifted his gaze to the back of his right hand - it was still wrapped in a bandage, because the wound was too deep, it had been almost ten days now, and the wound had not completely healed.

Apparently the mother did not yet know about his injuries.

In that case, he must not let her know. Fu Zichen clenched his fists, stared at the center of the bandage, and said into the phone, "Mom, don't worry, I'm not injured." ”

This is the only thing he can do for Tang Luoran at the moment-is to let Fu's mother not trouble her as much as possible.

"Really? That's good, otherwise I'll really have to fight Tang Luoran's life. Mother Fu finally breathed a sigh of relief and didn't delve into it anymore.

Before hanging up the phone, he also specially reminded her, "In the future, you won't meet Luo Ran again without me knowing, you know?" You just let her rest and stop tossing her. ”

Although Fu's mother kept nagging, she still obediently agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Zichen suddenly felt a sense of detachment, and for some reason he wanted to go to Tang Luoran immediately, not later, but now.

But there was no reason for them to meet, not to mention that he didn't have any intuition - as soon as Tang Luoran saw him, his face would become very solemn, and he looked sad.

Therefore, he had no choice but to flee from her.

Coming back to his senses, Fu Zichen sighed, leaned his back on the back of the chair, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

At this moment, his phone rang again, and it was Yin Zi's call.

Suppressing the impatience that swelled up in his heart, Fu Zichen answered the phone and asked calmly, "Why do you have time to call?" Aren't you supposed to be resting at this time? ”

"Zichen, when are you going to divorce Tang Luoran, give me the exact news." The tone on the other end of the line was aggressive.

He didn't even think about getting a divorce.

Fu Zichen only had this idea in his mind, and other than that, he didn't want anything.

As if the phone was broken, he hung up the phone and turned it off.

Put the phone in the drawer and lock it, Fu Zichen stood up, pushed away the office chair, walked to the tripod in the corner, took off the woolen coat and put it on, and inadvertently, his eyes fell on the window, and it began to snow outside the window.

When he heard that the snow was coming, he should hug his lover and stay at home, quietly waiting for the winter night to pass.

But at the moment, Tang Luoran couldn't understand his mood, and so was he, all his emotions were still cloudy.

So this is just the right time to have a glass of wine.