After they left, Fu Yuan'er came to her grandfather.
"Zitong is here," Grandpa told her, "Ji Senzhuo is here too, and Cheng Yiming is probably here on behalf of Mrs. Murong."
As she spoke, she saw no expression on her face.
Grandpa was a little surprised: "What's wrong with you? Are you unhappy that Cheng Zitong came over?"
Fu Yuan'er was not unhappy, but she was a little anxious because she still couldn't find the "truth" her grandfather told her.
Grandpa comforted her: "What I said are just speculations and cannot be taken seriously. But with the three of them here, it is inconvenient for you and Cheng Zitong to talk. Why not go back to your room first, and my son will meet you later."
"
Fu Yuan'er nodded and went back to her room first.
She also didn't want to see Ji Senzhuo, fearing that she couldn't help but ask about Cheng Muching.
"Knock knock." Not long after she returned to her room, there was a sudden knock on the door.
She turned around and saw that the door was unlocked, and Ji Sendhuo was standing at the door.
"Ji Senzhuo..." She stood up.
Ji Sendhuo walked in and said, "I just saw Auntie."
"oh."
"She is in good condition and should wake up soon."
"hope so."
"When Auntie wakes up, we can find out what happened that day."
"Um."
"Yuan'er..." He noticed her absence, "What's wrong with you?"
This was exactly what she wanted to ask him. Didn't he have something to say to her?
"Ji Senzhuo, how are you doing lately?" She meant something.
"I..." Ji Senzhuo held back the bitterness in his heart, "I'm living a good life."
Fu Yuan'er let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that he didn't know about Cheng Muying's pregnancy.
She didn't say much, just said: "Thank you for coming to see my mother. Let's go downstairs and I'll ask Auntie to make tea for you."
Ji Senzhuo did not move and asked: "Yuan'er, what happened to you and Cheng Zitong?"
"Let's... let's do that." Fu Yuan'er hesitated for a moment.
She wanted to say that they were fine, but the tabloids were full of news about their divorce, and she couldn't tell Ji Senzhuo the truth.
"Is Ziyin's child really Cheng Zitong's?" Ji Senzhuo asked next.
Fu Yuan'er hesitated again before shaking her head, "No."
Ji Senzhuo breathed a sigh of relief.
He really wanted Fu Yuan'er to come back to him, but he didn't want her to get hurt.
At this time, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door.
The two turned their eyes and saw Cheng Zitong arrived at the door, leaning against the door frame with his arms folded, looking at the two of them coldly.
Ji Senzhuo stood up knowingly: "I'll go downstairs and have a chat with grandpa."
After Ji Senzhuo left, Cheng Zitong walked in and closed the door with his backhand.
Fu Yuan'er suddenly thought of a question and quickly took out her mobile phone to open the surveillance video.
Ji Senzhuo went to find her grandfather, and Cheng Zitong was with her. Wouldn't Cheng Yiming have a chance to take action...
There is no way, who makes Cheng Yiming the most suspicious.
She turned on her phone and looked at it for a while, but saw that no one was in her mother's room.
"What are you doing?" He came to her.
Fu Yuan'er didn't want to talk to him, so she moved her phone away and said, "I won't tell you."
Cheng Zitong stretched out his long arm and took her mobile phone over.
"Hey, what are you doing!" She rushed to grab the phone, but he put an arm around her waist.
With his other hand, he held up his cell phone, and with a glance, he knew what was going on.
"Cheng Zitong, please return my phone to me. Don't go too far."
He originally wanted to return the phone to her, but after hearing what she said, he
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He stopped his hand and looked down at her: "Am I going too far?"
"Ji Senzhuo asked you just now whether Ziyin's child is mine. Why did you hesitate?" he asked.
"I……"
Is he asking her why she doesn't believe him?
How could he have the nerve to ask!
"To be honest, Cheng Zitong, I really doubt whether the child in Ziyin's belly is yours." She said angrily.
The fact that he can calculate the friends around her proves that he is hiding something from her.
His lips pursed into a straight line, and he continued: "There will eventually be an answer to who the child in her belly belongs to."
"Is the answer important to me?" she asked.
She pushed him away and sat down on the sofa.
The atmosphere suddenly fell into an awkward silence.
After a moment, he spoke first: "Why install a camera in mom's room?"
"I'm worried that my mother is in danger."
He knelt down in front of her, staring into her beautiful eyes with his handsome eyes, "Yuan'er, do you suspect that someone is going to do harm to your mother?"
Fu Yuan'er pursed her lips tightly.
"What did you find?" he asked.
"Not found."
He stretched out an arm and hooked her neck, pulling her into his arms.
He still had the familiar scent of hers, but the warmth in his arms had been mixed with impurities.
"Aren't you here to explain to me today?" she asked in his arms.
"What explanation do you want to hear?"
Fu Yuan'er frowned, "Can you be a little sincere?"
Now that he's here, shouldn't he think about what he's going to say?
A smile appeared on the corner of his lips, but there was sadness in his eyes that she couldn't see. "Fu Yuan'er, you were raised by your grandfather." He said suddenly.
She was stunned for a moment, not understanding why he said this.
But he was right, her mother never went out to work for a day, and she was indeed raised by her grandfather.
Not only that, her grandfather once wanted to train her to do business, but her interest went astray.
"Grandpa is also kind to me," he continued, "I am able to enter the business circle of City A because of grandpa."
The eleven-year-old boy stood out in the simulated stock market competition and became the subject of Grandpa Fu's care.
Not only did Grandpa Fu often take the boy to attend various conferences, but he also gave him a sum of money to study abroad every year until he received a scholarship to support himself.
Fu Yuan'er straightened up and stared into his handsome eyes suspiciously: "Do you want to tell me that you married me to repay grandpa?"
He raised his lips and chuckled, disapprovingly, "You can understand it from another perspective. It's because I want to marry you that I accepted grandpa's kindness."
"Have you wanted to marry me since you were eleven?"
A man's mouth is indeed a liar.
Whoever believes it is a fool.
"Cheng Zitong, don't change the subject. Aren't you here to explain to me today? This is your explanation?" she asked.
A trace of imperceptible loss flashed in Cheng Zitong's eyes.
There was still a chuckle on his lips, "There is no explanation, the facts are what you see."
"You..." Can she tell him to get out!
"Cheng Zitong, is it because I haven't turned against you that you think I'm easy to fool?" She was really angry, "I'm telling you seriously now, I can't accept your calculation. If you think you
What you did is not wrong, then we won’t be able to live together in the future.”
"Maybe you think it's okay, but I can't accept that the person next to me has hidden agendas for me!" She expressed her thoughts clearly.
Cheng Zitong was silent.
"If you haven't decided what to say to me yet, just think about it before you come back
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Find me." She took a deep breath and suppressed the rising pain.
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a burst of noisy footsteps downstairs, mixed with several hurried calls, "Catch him, catch him..."
Fu Yuan'er was stunned for a moment, then ran downstairs.
Downstairs, the housekeeper and driver caught a man, and Ji Senzhuo and Cheng Yiming were also surrounding him.
"Miss Yuan'er, I saw that he just ran out of my wife's room and was sneaking around." The housekeeper saw Fu Yuan'er rushing over and reported immediately.
Fu Yuan'er asked hurriedly: "Is my mother okay?"
"Mrs. Fu is fine." The person who answered her was Dr. John, who was walking out with Grandpa Fu.
"I checked it carefully, and he hasn't had time to do anything to his wife yet," Dr. John said with certainty.
"Search him." Fu Yuan'er ordered.
The housekeeper searched him and found a small medicine bottle with medicine in it.
John took the medicine bottle, opened it and smelled it, his expression immediately changed. "Master Fu," he said to Grandpa Fu, "if this medicine gets into Mrs. Fu's blood vessels, Mrs. Fu will be in a coma for at least another month."
Hearing this, the faces of everyone present changed drastically.
Fu Yuan'er looked at the man caught by the housekeeper again, and recognized him as Xiao Zhu, the Fu family's buyer and driver.
Sometimes the full-time driver is too busy, so Xiao Zhu will also act as the driver when he is responsible for purchasing supplies. To be precise, he is the handyman of the Fu family.
"Xiao Zhu, why are you doing this?" Fu Yuan'er asked.
Xiao Zhu looked confused. He shook his head and asked Fu Yuan'er: "What did I do?"
He looked at everyone present: "What exactly did I do? I just went to my wife's room. Did I make a big mistake?"
"Do you dare to say that you didn't want to put this medicine into my wife's medicine bottle?" John asked.
Xiao Zhu shook his head fiercely: "This is my mother's heart disease medicine, what does it have to do with my wife!"
"Dr. John, can this cure heart disease?" Fu Yuan'er asked.
John pursed his lips and had to nod, "Yes, this is okay."
Everyone looked at each other.
"Since something happened, I think it's best to call the police," Ji Sendhuo said, "Let the police handle it."
Xiao Zhu was anxious, "Master, Miss Yuan'er, my mother is waiting for me at home, and she has to take medicine at night. I really haven't done it before. You believe me... If you don't believe me, you can go home with me. My mother has been taking it."
This medicine!”
He was so anxious that the tone of his voice changed.
"Let him go." Fu Yuan'er suddenly made a decision.
"Miss Yuan'er?" the housekeeper hesitated.
"Let him go, let him go." Fu Yuan'er insisted on her decision.
"Ting Yuan'er." Grandpa Fu also said.
The housekeeper nodded and shouted to Xiao Zhu: "You are not allowed to appear in Fu's house again!"
Xiao Zhu nodded gratefully and staggered away.
"It's okay." Ji Senzhuo stepped forward to comfort Fu Yuan'er, "As long as Auntie is okay."
Fu Yuan'er suddenly felt something. She turned around and looked towards the door, only to see Cheng Zitong standing at the door.
He stood at the door and watched the whole thing quietly without saying a word.
"I'm tired," she looked away and said to Ji Sendhuo, "I'm going to see my mother."
A small episode in the evening passed like this.
Only Fu Yuan'er and the people who arranged this matter understood that the matter was not over yet.
As the night gets darker, the guests have dispersed.
Cheng Zitong also left, and the taillights of the car slowly disappeared on the road.
Fu Yuan'er stood up at this moment and stared through the window in the direction in which he was leaving.
