She was terrified.

The next day, I asked the crew for leave and did not go to filming.

Fu Chuan's people have been staring at Lin Lang, and as soon as she asks for leave, Fu Chuan will know.

She was weak-hearted, so his guess was absolutely accurate.

He pondered and sent another message over [Did the real Lin Lang stay on a small island in Thailand?] ]

Lin Lang was having lunch at home, and when she saw this news, her face turned white with fright, and she reached out to grab the corner of the table, her expression was a little hideous.

[I don't know what you're talking about.] ]

This is her only confidence, there is no evidence, no matter how much the other party doubts her, she can't do anything without evidence.

[Do you think that if you have plastic surgery to look like Lin Lang, you are really her?] Isn't this lie a poke to be exposed? ]

Lin Lang was suddenly deflated.

Fu Chuan went to Fu Nanli and reported to him: "It's confirmed, it was Fang Yun who replaced Lin Lang and had plastic surgery to look like Lin Lang, I also found out a little, the real Lin Lang is blood type A, the most common blood type, Lin Lang's parents died when she was about ten years old, and then followed Du Tai for a while." ”

"Don't Mrs. Du know her blood type?"

Fu Chuan spread his hands: "If ordinary people don't need a blood transfusion or something in a big event, they really don't pay much attention to blood type, some people are fifty or sixty years old, and you ask him to say his blood type, he can't say it, Lin Lang has not had any serious illness, so Mrs. Du doesn't know that her blood type is normal." ”

Fu Nan bowed his jaw: "Hmm." ”

"So what's going to happen next?"

"Let's have a showdown, make an appointment with her, let her go to Xiaotangshan, and I'll talk to her."

On Saturday night, Lin Lang went to Fu Nanli's exclusive private room in Xiaotangshan, and saw the handsome man sitting at the end of the long table, and he didn't dare to step forward for a while.

all came to disrupt her life, why is it so difficult for her?

Fu Nanli was cutting the steak slowly, and glanced up at her, the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window behind him was low, and the atmosphere in the huge private room was heavy and depressing.

"Sit down." The man spoke in a low voice, and Lin Lang slowly sat down far away from him.

"Miss Lin...... Or maybe I should call you Miss Fang. Fu Nanli's eyes were secretly pressed against the yin owl, making Lin Lang tremble slightly.

"What the hell are you trying to do?" She asked through gritted teeth.

"Have you ever killed anyone?" The man's eyes were sharp, forcing Lin Lang not to look into his eyes.

Her hand holding the handbag trembled violently, and the corners of her mouth twitched a little, "I didn't kill anyone." ”

"Are you sure?"

Lin Lang glared at him: "I didn't kill anyone. ”

Fu Nanli put down the knife and fork in his hand and looked at her for a while: "Even if you didn't kill anyone, but you replaced others, what do you think you will face after this matter is exposed?" ”

Lin Lang lowered his eyes and seemed to have given up struggling, "Anyway, I didn't kill anyone, and I don't need to bear any criminal responsibility." ”

Fu Nanli didn't speak, and Fu Chuan, who was standing on the side, said coldly: "Not to mention whether the police believe you or not, just talk about your current life and everything you get in the entertainment industry, it will be in vain." ”

Lin Lang raised his eyes to look at them: "What do you want?" ”

Fu Chuan smiled slightly: "Donate blood." ”

Lin Lang bit the corner of his mouth, clenched his fists, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes: "I'll think about it." ”

Fu Chuan knocked lightly on the table: "You only have three days." ”

Lin Lang nodded: "Okay." ”

When she left the private room and walked to the door, Fu Chuan stopped her: "Did you really not kill anyone?" ”