Outside the resort.

The night is quiet.

Fu Mochuan didn't leave immediately, raised his head slightly, and looked at the half-wielding crescent moon in the sky.

He took out a cigarette and lit it, his long fingers between them, and he squinted his eyes and looked back in the direction he had just come out.

Nothing can be seen except the faint light.

Halfway through the smoke, a figure walked over with a respectful voice: "Mr. Fu." ”

"Let's go."

He puffed out the end of his cigarette and walked out with a blank face.

Getting to the airport, entering the gates, the last flight ticket was delivered to him, everything went smoothly, and he was soon flying out of the city.

A few steps away, he looked back at the bodyguard, his voice very weak.

"You stay, continue to look at Miss An."

"Yes, Mr. Fu."

"Don't let her find out." After thinking about it, he added.

The bodyguard continued to answer, and he waved him away.

He was as alone as when he came, but his mood was different.

He sat down in the VIP lounge, squinting, his eyes dark, looking at somewhere in the airport, and he didn't move his gaze for a long time.

On the other side, listening to the slight movement of the door lock, An Qing seemed to have fought a big battle, her tense nerves were broken, and she propped up the edge of the dresser and sat down in a chair in a dejected manner.

Knowing that there was this day, she should be relaxed, everything was said, she didn't have to worry about anything anymore, let go and do her own thing.

Hatred has tormented her for more than two years, and she is about to succeed, but because of Fu Mochuan, she has relented again and again.

She didn't take out the black book for a long time, so she threw it in the suitcase so casually.

She was even thinking that if she was like this, she would take away the person Xie Mingzhu cared about the most, and let her die of depression, which could be regarded as revenge.

Now there is no need, no one can control her emotions anymore.

She can do her own thing without distractions.

However, she pressed her heart tightly, why did it hurt her heart?

Dragon City, Fu House.

In the morning, Xie Mingzhu saw Fu Mochuan in the corridor and was a little surprised.

"When did you come back?"

"Early this morning."

"It's good to come back, don't you see your dad."

"Not yet."

Xie Mingzhu smiled with relief: "He should be having breakfast, you go and say hello." ”

Fu Mochuan didn't move, he was wearing home clothes, his usual dark material, and his expression was faint.

"Talk to me later."

Xie Mingzhu followed him into the room inexplicably, and as soon as the door closed, he didn't sit down, leaning on the dresser and looking at her.

"Mom, what about the brooch I gave you on your 45th birthday?"

Xie Mingzhu was even more surprised, what kind of wind did he smoke early in the morning, and suddenly remembered to ask this.

"Lost."

"Lost?" Fu Mochuan repeated: "When did you lose it?" ”

"It's been a few years, and I don't remember exactly." Xie Mingzhu was a little regretful: "It's a pity, you specially ordered it for me, I like it very much, and I used to wear it often." ”

Fu Mochuan didn't say anything, took out a brooch and handed it over.

"Is that it?"

Xie Mingzhu took it and looked at it a few times, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "This is it, where did you find it?" ”

Fu Mochuan stared at her, his eyes heavy: "Look at it again, is it really you?" ”

Xie Mingzhu turned the brooch over and over again and looked at it a few times, and pointed to the inscription behind it, "That's right, you see, the mark on this is still carved by you for me." ”

"Do you really recognize it?"

Hearing Fu Mochuan's repeated emphasis, Xie Mingzhu felt that something was wrong, and took a step forward, ready to probe his forehead.

"What's wrong, did you hit your brain last time, and there are sequelae?"

Fu Mochuan avoided her hand, didn't ask the question just now, and suddenly said, "You went to country A two years ago, what month was it?" ”

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Xie Mingzhu frowned: "It's weird early in the morning, what do you want to say." ”

Fu Mochuan stopped going around in circles, stared at her, and asked bluntly: "You went to country A two years ago, was it for tourism or because of something else?" ”

Xie Mingzhu was stunned, looked at him a few times, and asked in his heart: "Is it because of that little goblin again?" What did she say to you, she came to me early in the morning to question me. ”

Fu Mochuan closed his eyes, and then opened them again, his eyes were dark.

"You don't like her so much?"

"That's right." Xie Mingzhu replied without thinking: "You are for her, so to your mother, she has not married in yet, and you are fascinated, if you really become the young lady of the Fu family, is there still a place for me to speak?" No matter how low the Fu family's requirements for their daughter-in-law are, there must always be basic filial piety, in addition to confusing men, what is this kind of woman like? ”

"So, in order to prevent her from confusing me, I didn't hesitate to find someone to kill her?"

Homicide?

Xie Mingzhu was stunned again, Fu Mochuan didn't wait for her to speak, and made a cold statement.

"Two years ago, you set off for country A at the end of June, two days later, on July 2, An Qing had a car accident, you knew she was pregnant, and I was worried that she would give birth to my child, so I found someone to drive her and hit her, Mom, did you think about it before doing these things, this is murder!"

Xie Mingzhu's eyes widened more and more, and he exclaimed incredibly: "That's what she told you?" ”

Looking at Fu Mochuan's cold expression, she said angrily: "Fu Mochuan, I gave birth to you and raised you for so many years, you would come to question me for such nonsense, that little goblin has never been pregnant at all, I told you a long time ago, how could she find someone to knock out her child, hehe, even the lie of killing people can be made up, she dares to think, I really want to kill people, even kill her as a scourge, save me from seducing you again!" ”

Fu Mochuan's eyes were clearly extinguished, and he stared at her tightly.

"You really didn't do it?"

It seems to be suspicious, but it also seems to scrutinize.

Xie Mingzhu looked even more angry, and said angrily: "Yes, I did it, you call the police to arrest me, for the sake of that woman's righteous death, it is best to make your father angry to death, no one will oppose you anymore, you just have to be with her for the rest of your life." ”

"It's better not to, I'll check."

Fu Mochuan looked at her in a calm voice, his tone couldn't hear anything flat, and he didn't know if he believed her.

"What else to check, you can call the police directly, I promise not to resist, obediently follow them."

Xie Mingzhu glared at him fiercely and left in a huff.

Fu Mochuan didn't move, waited for her figure to disappear completely, took out a cigarette, lit it, held it between his fingers, pinched the phone with his other hand, and dialed it out.

Ten minutes later, he walked out of the room again and saw Fu Zhensheng reading the newspaper while sipping tea in the restaurant.

"Coming back?"

Fu Zhensheng didn't show much surprise when he saw him, Fu Mochuan hummed, pulled the chair opposite him and sat down.

The servant then came out and set breakfast for him.

Fu Zhensheng closed the newspaper and asked, "How are your injuries?" ”

"It's all right." He said, "Dad, I'm going back to work." ”

"There's no hurry, I'll talk about it for a few more days."

He nodded, said nothing more, and began to eat with his head down.

Fu Zhensheng looked at him and said, "When you are well, go to the marketing department, and ask me to send it for a while." ”

It means that the position of president has nothing to do with him, and Fu Weinian is still in charge.

"Okay."

He didn't argue, nodding in agreement.

The family is happy and the family is sad, compared with his bad luck, Fu Weinian has been very high-spirited recently, and he is proud of both career and love, which is simply smooth sailing.

On this day, he made an appointment to talk about business on the golf course, and while he was talking and laughing, his eyes narrowed and he saw Fu Mochuan coming towards him.

"Two rounds?"

Fu Mochuan was dressed casually, with one hand in his pocket, looking at him, and his smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

Of course, Fu Weinian gladly responded to the battle.

The two of them walked to the side with their clubs, played and played, and walked away.

The weather was nice today, the warm winter sun was shining, although there was wind, but it was not big, and the course was full of greenery, and it was not at all obvious that it was winter.

Fu Weinian held the club, standing there swinging the ball with Fu Mochuan, only to see him hit hard, and the white ball flew straight towards him, hitting his forehead.

"Sorry, my hand slipped."

Fu Mochuan stepped forward and looked at him without apology: "Are you okay?" ”

He rubbed the corners of his forehead and smiled: "It's okay, San'er, fortunately it's a ball hole, if you change to another hole, something big will happen to you." ”

Fu Mochuan also smiled, his eyes narrowed slightly, with a little evil aura.

In the next second, with a wave of the club in his hand, Fu Weinian snorted and was smashed on the lawn by him.

Before he could get up, he followed, and the titanium cue swung towards Fu Weinian again and again.

Fu Weinian was rolling on the lawn, and his body was soon covered with mud and grass clippings, and he was extremely embarrassed.

This is also a point that he is very unconvinced, obviously he is about the same height and size as Fu Mochuan, and he is older than him, but he has no power to fight back under him, and he is beaten half to death every time.

Fu Mochuan beat very skillfully, except for the first hit on the forehead, he deliberately avoided his face later, and through the casual clothes that were not too thick, Fu Weinian was in pain to death.

He wanted to get up and resist, but Fu Mochuan smashed him into the knee again, knocking his half-propped body to the ground again.

Then, he stepped forward, squinted his eyes, and swung a stick towards Fu Weinian's key part......

Watching Fu Weinian elbow on the ground and arch his back in pain, he threw away his deformed club, his voice as cold as the north wind of this winter.

"Brother, this time I will leave some affection, so that you can still inherit the Fu family, and next time you dare to touch my woman, it will be difficult to say."

Fu Weinian covered a certain place, his face was distorted in pain, but he reluctantly stood up and looked up and smiled at him.

"You woman? Are you sure? ”

Fu Mochuan squinted at him, and a cold chill flowed in his eyes.

"No wonder you miss her, that woman's taste is indeed very popular. Soul. ”

Fu Weinian smiled evilly, but his expression was painful, and he looked a little hideous.

He looked at Fu Mochuan and smiled distortedly, the pain made his words split into paragraphs, but they were still so vicious.

"Even if you kill me, you can't change it, your woman was by me, the facts, hehe, you know what, she is under me, screaming, how beautiful, this green hat, you are, wear it!"