Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

Three days later, Wen Liang was discharged from the hospital.

Fu Zheng carried Wen Liang into the car, and after returning to the villa, he carried Wen Liang from the car back to the master bedroom, never letting Wen Liang's feet touch the ground along the way.

Two days later, Wen Liang took off the gauze on his face.

The swelling on his face has long since subsided, leaving only three dark red scabs.

One of them is right at the cheekbone. If it goes a little higher, it will hurt the eyes.

Fu Zheng touched Wen Liang's little face, trying to comfort him, "It's okay, there won't be any scars."

He will find the most effective scar removal drugs and equipment for her.

Wen Liang's expression was calm and he didn't seem to care.

She said she didn't like beauty, but Wen Liang knew that she didn't have a scarred body. After the scabs fell off, the new skin would be slightly tenderer and whiter than the surrounding ones, and could be covered with foundation and concealer.

"I want to go see dad." Wen Liang raised his head and looked at Fu Zheng and said.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

When going out, Wen Liang put on a mask and covered her face tightly.

Fu Zheng carried Wen Liang into the car. After arriving at the cemetery, he took out a wheelchair from the trunk, picked Wen Liang up, pushed Wen Liang into the cemetery, and stopped in front of Wen Yongkang's tombstone.

The tomb has been restored intact at this moment, and there is no trace of damage at all.

"Dad, I'm sorry. It's my daughter's unfilial piety that has made you uneasy underground."

Wen Liang placed the prepared flowers in front of the tomb, stretched out her fingers and lightly traced the characters on the tombstone, her eyes gradually turning red.

"I just dreamed about you not long ago. I dreamed that in the small courtyard of my hometown, I was doing homework under the shade of a tree, and you were scraping fish scales under the faucet..."

"I thought so much that I would never wake up from that dream. I want to grow old with you..."

"..."

Fu Zheng stood behind Wen Liang and saw all this.

He understood that Wen Liang had grown up in a single-parent family and was extremely dependent on his father.

However, he thought of the paternity test report and Chu Siyi's words.

If Wen Liang knew that the father she most respected and relied on was not her biological father, but that her biological father was someone else, she would probably not be able to accept it.

Chu Jianjun died just right and would not bother Wen Liang again.

It's best to keep this matter secret forever and never let Wen Liang know about it.

Shen Hui has been brought to justice and is facing jail. Since she didn't tell Wen Liang that night, she doesn't have to speak in the future.

Secretary Wu is easy to dismiss, and I don't dare to offend him.

Only Chu Siyi is left...

Back home, Wen Liang wanted to go to the third floor.

There is a utility room on the third floor, which stores things that are not commonly used.

All the relics left by my father are inside.

Fu Zheng went up with Wen Liang in his arms.

"I want to stay by myself for a while." Wen Liang said quietly.

Fu Zheng turned and left without saying a word.

But he went out once and came in again, brought the wheelchair up so that Wen Liang could move freely, and said, "Call me when you want to come down."

"Ah."

"Ah Liang, the doctor said that pregnant women should keep themselves in a comfortable mood, which is good for the baby."

He didn't want her to dwell on the past.

"I see."

Fu Zheng turned around and went downstairs.

Wen Liang turned the wheelchair into the utility room.

Speaking of which, the original car accident was really unexpected.

In just a moment, she lost her father.

It was just an ordinary Saturday. Her father had to work overtime at the newspaper office. He was covering a case and took her to the city library.

At the moment before the car accident, she and her father were still talking and laughing.

Her father said he would pick her up at noon to have lunch outside and asked her what she wanted to eat.

She doesn't want to eat lunch out.

She wanted to eat the grilled fish cooked by her father.

But before those words were spoken, a large truck came oncoming.

Then there was a loud bang.

The world is quiet.

Before she lost consciousness, she saw her father turning the steering wheel to the right, completely exposing himself to the truck and protecting her with his body...

After waking up.

She was the only one left.

After the incident, reporters rushed to report on it. With the help of Mr. Fu and many well-wishers, my father's funeral and memorial service were held.

During that time, Wen Liang was confused and at a loss, like a puppet on strings.

Her father's death was so sudden that she was at a loss what to do and couldn't even cry.

Until much later, on a Friday evening, when she was returning home from school, she passed a grilled fish restaurant on the road and watched the people coming and going inside through the glass window.

It was such a dull moment, but she didn't know which nerve was touched. By the time she came to her senses, tears were streaming down her face.

At this time, she realized belatedly that her father had left.

Leave her forever!

After being adopted by the Fu family, she often visited the small house where she and her father lived to miss her father.

Later, the place was demolished, so she packed up her father's belongings and brought them back.

My father's clothes were all burned, and he only brought back some daily necessities, books, and notebooks.

With every item, Wen Liang can recall his father's appearance.

For example, this metal lighter has serious wear and tear on its edges and corners. Whenever my father was tired and sleepy, he would use it to light cigarettes when he was writing manuscripts late at night.

For example, this camera is a classic model of the camera brand SE. My father will take it with him every time he goes to the scene and use it to take photos and records.

For example, the magazines stacked together and the newspapers in folders all contain manuscripts published by my father.

There are also boxes of negatives and photo albums, all of which are collected from reports my father participated in.

The notebook at hand, which my father often used to make drafts, was a full notebook. Every word in it was written by his father himself, and every word was the result of his father's hard work.

My father's handwriting is very neat, with very few corrections. It's the kind of neatness that can earn you full marks in college entrance examination essays.

The article that her father was most famous for was a follow-up report on the food additive case. Wen Liang read the original manuscript of this article over and over again and remembered every word clearly.

She even compared it with the final draft to review her father's ideas for modifying certain words.

The last draft of the notebook only has a rough beginning.

The report was about a kidnapping case that occurred at that time. There was also a photo in the notebook. It was taken from a strange angle and seemed to be taken secretly. It seemed to be related to this case.

Before the manuscript was finished, a car accident occurred. Wen Liang was confused and unable to pay attention to whether the hostages in this case were rescued.

Wen Liang closed the notebook, rearranged his father's belongings, turned the wheel and came to the stairs, and called Fu Zheng.

Fu Zheng came up quickly and looked at Wen Liang's face carefully. There was no trace of crying, "Have you finished sorting it out?"

"Ah."

Fu Zheng picked up Wen Liang from the wheelchair, walked steadily down the stairs, and placed her on the bed in the master bedroom.

Wen Liang asked, "You've been away from the company a lot these days, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I want to spend more time with you."

Wen Liang: "..."

"I bought some books"

"What book?" Wen Liang asked.

Fu Zheng took the book over and took a look at it, and his eyes widened slightly.

"Accompanying my wife from pregnancy to delivery", "Congratulations, you are going to be a father", "Pregnancy Encyclopedia", "Ninety-nine things that expectant fathers must know"...

"Can you finish reading so much?"

"It's okay, there are still a few months to go, take your time."

At this time, Fu Zheng's cell phone rang.

"I'm going out to answer the phone."

He walked to the second-floor terrace and answered the phone.

A young man's voice came from inside, "Mr. Fu, Chu Siyi left the hospital after waking up and disappeared without a trace."

Thinking of Wen Liang's identity, Chu Siyi is undoubtedly a time bomb.

She must not be allowed to stay in the country.

"Hurry up and find her!"