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

During their marriage, they did not make it public. Wen Liang would not answer calls from anyone else except Assistant Yang, but she would not avoid his cell phone either.

But since the wedding anniversary, she has never looked at his mobile phone again.

Just like I don’t know when, she will no longer leave a light on for him when he comes home late, no longer arrange the suit and tie for him to wear the next day, no longer care whether he eats on time, no longer shout He is "A Zheng"...

She slowly distanced herself from him.

But he didn't find anything and still hoped to keep her.

Wen Liang saw something wrong with Fu Zheng's face and asked curiously, "What's wrong? The result of the meeting was not ideal?"

"No." Fu Zheng paused and said.

He swiped open the phone screen and saw a missed call from Lu Yao, so he called back.

Wen Liang closed the magazine in his hand and put it on the table, "Do you have time now?"

"Hold on."

When the call was connected, Fu Zheng made a gesture and put the phone to his ear, "Hello? What's going on?"

Lu Yao on the other end of the phone didn't know what he said, and Fu Zheng's face suddenly became solemn and angry, "Are you sure?...Okay, I understand, I'll be there right away."

After he hung up the phone, Wen Liang asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Sorry, I have to go out."

"...How long? When will you come back?"

"It won't be long. Why don't you wait for me here for a while?"

Wen Liang thought for a while and waited for a while, "Then you come back quickly."

"Ah."

Fu Zheng took his coat and left the office. As he passed the office area, he asked his secretary to bring some snacks to Wen Liang.

In front of the police station.

The back seat door of the black car opened, and a pair of exquisite handmade leather shoes with black trousers landed first.

Fu Zheng closed the car door smoothly, and Lu Yao, who was standing at the door, immediately walked over and glanced at the lobby of the police station, "Here he is, he is still inside."

"Yeah." Fu Zheng responded and walked inside.

……

Fu Yue exited the interrogation room displeasedly, turned around, and suddenly stopped.

Fu Zheng stood three steps away from him, staring at him with deep eyes, "Brother."

Four eyes facing each other.

Fu Yue's pupils shrank suddenly, his face changed slightly, and his hanging fingers tightened unconsciously. He was at a loss for a moment, but he soon regained his composure, "Zheng? What a coincidence, you came to see Miss Chu?"

Fu Zheng suppressed the anger in his heart and smiled, "Unfortunately, I'm here to see you."

Fu Yue was silent for a few seconds, "See me?"

"Do you have time? We haven't seen each other for half a month. Let's go have a drink?"

Fu Yue looked at Fu Zheng, hesitated for a moment, and nodded gently, "Okay."

"Let's go."

Fu Zheng turned slightly to make way for the aisle in front of him.

Fu Yue pursed his lips, stepped forward, and passed by Fu Zheng.

Fu Zheng walked out side by side with him and said, "Get in my car and find someone behind your car to drive back."

Fu Yue hesitated, glanced in the direction of his car, and tightened and unclenched his fists.

When he arrived, the driver took him there, but Fu Zheng said he wanted someone to drive his car back.

It was obvious that the driver was in his hands.

"Brother, please."

Fu Zheng took the initiative to open the back seat door and looked at Fu Yue.

His posture seemed humble, and his gestures revealed a strength that could not be denied.

Fu Yue glanced at him and sat down in the car.

Fu Zheng then got in, closed the door, and reported his address to the driver.

The driver responded, started the car, and headed towards the club.

Inside the carriage, there was silence and a still atmosphere.

The driver vaguely sensed something was wrong and didn't dare to breathe.

Fu Zheng was leaning on the back of the chair, his legs crossed, his brows furrowed, his big hands clenched into fists, so hard that his joints turned white, and there was a deep and depressed atmosphere all over his body.

The flames of anger ignited quietly, but were extremely intense, almost engulfing his sanity.

Fu Yue's appearance at the police station to meet Chu Siyi can be said to have confirmed Fu Zheng's guess!

After Lu Yao investigated that Chu Siyi had pursued Fu Yue's secret relationship in college, Fu Zheng understood something in his heart, but he still held on to a glimmer of hope!

That's his big brother!

He is the person he feels guilty about and loves in his life!

Why is he doing this? !

Fu Yue next to him looked relaxed and composed.

Now that the matter has reached this point, Fu Zheng knows everything that he should know, and it will be useless to hide it any longer.

If you don't know it, you can't do it yourself.

When Wenliang started investigating the kidnapping case, he was already ready for things to come to light.

"why?"

In the silent carriage, Fu Zheng was the first to break the silence, speaking one word at a time, gritting his teeth, "Why do you do this?"

The words sounded rambling.

But both of them knew what Fu Zheng was referring to.

After a long time, Fu Yue chuckled and replied, "Why? I don't know why. Maybe it was a temporary obsession."

"What a fascinating person!"

Fu Zheng sneered and said sarcastically.

After the words fell, he didn't speak again, and Fu Yue also fell silent.

After arriving at the club, the waiter led the two of them to the door of the reserved box, opened the door and made an invitation gesture, "Please come in, please."

Fu Zheng glanced at Fu Yue expressionlessly.

Fu Yue walked in.

The waiter followed Fu Zheng and was about to walk in to serve. Fu Zheng held out his hand and told the waiter, "We have something to say. There is no need to bring drinks and fruits. Let's go down."

The waiter was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, Mr. Fu, if you need anything, please call me."

Fu Zheng nodded casually, walked into the box, and closed the door with his backhand.

He hung the coat on the hanger with his elbows on it, took off his suit, untied his tie, threw it casually on the sofa, and raised his eyes to look at Fu Yue.

"boom--"

The muscles in his big arms under the white shirt were booming. Suddenly, Fu Zheng punched Fu Yue in the face.

Fu Yue was caught off guard and took a few steps back. The corners of his cheeks and mouth instantly became red, swollen and purple.

As soon as Fang stood firm, Fu Zheng swung his second punch, hitting Fu Yue in the eye socket.

The third punch hit Fu Yue on the bridge of his nose.

Fu Yue suddenly became extremely embarrassed.

When Fu Zheng swung his fourth punch, Fu Yue stretched out his hand to block it, and then punched Fu Zheng with his backhand.

A trace of scarlet blood seeped out from the corner of Fu Zheng's mouth. He wiped it casually and rushed forward to fight Fu Yue.

I do not know how long it has been.

They didn't stop until they were exhausted. One was lying on the ground and the other was slumped on the sofa. They no longer looked like the elite they had been when they arrived. Their hair was messy, they were sweating profusely, their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, and they were in a miserable state.

Fu Zheng gently pressed the redness on his cheek, and his chest rose and fell violently.

The only sound left in the box was the heavy breathing of the two people.

After resting for a long time, Fu Zheng regained some energy and stretched out his legs to kick Fu Yue on the ground. "Don't pretend to be dead. What's going on?"

Fu Yue bent his legs, lying on the ground and looking at the ceiling, "Don't you know everything?"

"I want to hear you tell me yourself!"

"Then I will tell you personally that I was the one who made Chu Siyi approach you and pursue you, I was the one who ordered her to steal the core data of the project, and it was I who sent those kidnappers out of the country. Are you satisfied?"

Fu Zheng roared in a low voice, "Why?!"