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

When Wen Liang asked, Meng Ce couldn't help but think about it seriously.

That's right, the Meng family and the Wang family are also ordinary people. Where did Uncle Wang find friends to borrow so much money?

At that time, who would dare to lend him so much money? Aren't you afraid that he will take the money and run away or be unable to pay it back?

Unable to figure it out, Meng Ce raised his eyes and looked at Wen Liang's expression, "Sister, do you suspect that Uncle Wang's money came from something illegitimate?"

Wen Liang smiled lightly, "Don't blame me for overthinking it. I am naturally hostile to a person who killed my father while driving drunk, and I will inevitably speculate on him with the greatest malice."

"I understand how my sister feels. Even if Uncle Wang did it unintentionally, even if he was punished, my sister does not need to forgive me, because my uncle died because of him after all."

If my uncle hadn't died, my sister wouldn't have met that scumbag Fu Zheng!

"Thank you for your understanding, Ace." Wen Liang's eyes were full of gratitude.

Hearing the affectionate name from Wen Liang's mouth, Meng Ce's ears turned red, his heart was agitated, and he was completely washed by Wen Liang, "You're welcome, sister, you are my girlfriend, I must consider it from your perspective..."

"Actually, I don't want to wrong others. Think about it, does he really have no rich friends?" Wen Liang asked casually while eating the food.

Meng Ce didn't doubt anything at all. He turned his eyes upward and thought seriously, "It seems... not..."

A trace of disappointment flashed in Wen Liang's eyes and he took a mouthful of white rice.

"Then he has a good relationship with his uncle. Will he borrow money from his uncle? Or does his uncle know many people and help him borrow money? The person who introduced his uncle to work abroad must have good conditions, right?"

"My dad... probably didn't help him borrow money, right? As for the person who introduced my dad to go abroad, I met him once when I was a child, but I haven't seen him since."

It was also expected that after the person behind the scenes sent several of their kidnappers abroad, they should have lost contact with them.

"Do you remember what he looks like?" Wen Liang asked nonchalantly, "There are only so many rich people in Jiangcheng, maybe I know him."

"He's probably not a rich man."

"Why do you say that?"

"I remember that he had six fingers on his left hand. The sixth finger was on the side of the thumb. Rich people would not keep it. It must have been removed by surgery."

"Six fingers..." Wen Liang repeated in a low voice.

A flash of lightning flashed in her mind, and she knew a person with six fingers. The sixth finger was in the same position as Meng Ce said.

That man is Fu Yue's driver.

Is his father's death related to Fu Yue?

Impossible, it must be just a coincidence.

Suddenly, Meng Ce said loudly, "I remembered!"

Wen Liang raised his eyes, "What did you remember?"

"My dad and Uncle Wang do know a rich uncle... When we returned to China this time, Uncle Wang and my dad hadn't seen each other for many years. When we were drinking at my house, I seemed to vaguely hear them mentioning a common friend with emotion."

The emotional tone... maybe he was one of the kidnappers back then.

A hint of joy flashed in Wen Liang's eyes, and she was excited, "What's your name?"

Realizing that he was losing his temper, Wen Liang took a bite of his food and explained, "I want to see if he is a rich man. If not, there might be something wrong with Wang Dahai's money."

Meng Ce frowned and thought carefully, "That person seems to be called... named... Zhang Guoan?"

"Snapped--"

The lukewarm chopsticks fell to the ground, and he stiffened for a moment. He bent down to pick them up, but his fingers trembled and he couldn't hold them. He dropped them to the ground again. The chopsticks rolled forward and ran to Meng Ce's feet.

When she saw Meng Ce bending down, she straightened up and took a deep breath quickly.

Zhang Guoan, according to the information Yunqiao gave her, was one of the two kidnappers wanted by the public security system!

However, the police did not investigate the relationship between Zhang Guoan and Meng Jintang. Otherwise, if Zhang Guoan was wanted, Meng Jintang would not be missed.

But obviously they knew each other!

However, Meng Jintang can return to China, but Zhang Guoan dare not.

Meng Ce helped pick up the chopsticks and put them aside, then helped Wen Liang get another pair of chopsticks.

Wen Liang has calmed down, "Thank you."

She curled her lips at Meng Ce and gave him a sliver of meat, "Zhang Guoan? Is he from Jiangcheng? I don't think I've ever heard of this guy..."

"No...he is not in the country, he seems to be in Yangon?"

Yangon is the old capital of Myanmar and the largest city in Myanmar. It is very prosperous in terms of population and economy.

"Oh." Wen Liang's heart skipped a beat and he changed the subject without leaving any trace, "Actually, Tangtang and I wanted to travel to Myanmar last time, but in the end we chose Norway."

Zhang Guoan is at ease abroad, and the domestic police cannot do anything to him.

She was thinking, now that she knew he was in Yangon, she could find a way to find him, kidnap him back to the country and hand him over to the police for interrogation. Is this a feasible method?

Even if it were possible, it would probably be very difficult to implement.

"If you went to Yangon, we wouldn't meet you." Meng Ce said with a smile.

"Zhang Guoan is in Yangon. How did Wang Dahai and his uncle know him?" Wen Liang didn't pay attention to Meng Ce's love words. She only had Zhang Guoan on her mind now.

Meng Ce shook his head, "I don't know this. How about I go home and ask my dad for you?"

Wen Liang hesitated.

Meng Ce went back and asked Meng Jintang. The risk was very high and it was very likely that Meng Jintang would discover something.

At that time, the police only wanted two people. There must be other suspects but no definite evidence.

Once you know the relationship between Zhang Guoan and Meng Jintang, follow the clues, add the photos in her hand, and find the victim to identify, you can almost convict Meng Jintang.

Wen Liang thought for a while and said, "I plan to find someone to investigate the source of Wang Dahai's property. He is my uncle's friend. If you don't support me, please don't betray me, okay? A Ce."

"Sister, don't worry! I will definitely support you with all my strength!" Meng Ce said with a smile.

A girlfriend, a father's friend, is definitely more important than a girlfriend.

It was Uncle Wang who made the mistake first. I hope there is no problem with the source of his property, otherwise he would be asking for it if he was reported.

"Then you can go back and ask your uncle. Remember, don't mention me, and don't mention Zhang Guoan first. Just talk about Wang Dahai building a warehouse right after he was released from prison. Let's see how uncle answers."

Wen Liang's heart began to beat loudly.

She chose a very dangerous path.

Meng Ce didn't know that Zhang Guoan was wanted. There were many wanted fugitives, and most people wouldn't pay attention to these. But Meng Jintang definitely knew that once Zhang Guoan was mentioned in front of him, he would definitely be extremely vigilant.

If Meng Ce accidentally spills the beans in front of Meng Jintang...

Meng Ce responded, "Sister, don't worry, I will definitely not mention you."

He would never mention his sister in front of his parents. With the uncle's relationship, his parents would definitely favor his uncle, and he would never mention his sister.

"Thank you, Ce! Come, eat!" Wen Liang looked at him gratefully, winked, and put a chopstick of vegetables on his plate.

Meng Ce believed in her so much, and she was just using him.

Wen Liang silently scolded himself.

"Ah."

Suddenly, a surprised female voice came from the side, "Meng Ce?!"

Wen Liang turned around and looked over, only to see a young, beautiful and fashionable girl walking over with a smile, "It's really you. I didn't expect to meet you here again."