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

"Why are you seeing me?" Wen Liang frowned slightly and took a sip of juice, "I'm not free now."

The voice on the other end was chaotic for a few seconds, and a stern female voice suddenly appeared on the microphone, "Miss Wen, right? My son almost lost his life because of your asthma attack. Now you come to the hospital immediately to apologize to my son!"

This female voice sounded unfamiliar. It was not the same as the unreasonable woman, but she was equally unreasonable.

It's not that the family doesn't enter the house.

Wen Liang's temples bulged, a little angry, "What does your son's asthma attack have to do with me? He bumped into me... I haven't apologized for my daughter. I didn't chase him to the hospital. I'm already being lenient."

The other person sneered, "So, I still want to thank you? As far as I know, your daughter just scratched the skin, but you are so fussy about a child and won't let him go. You also used the police to intimidate my son, so that he Asthma attack! You still dare to quibble?"

"Isn't what I said the truth? He hit my daughter. It's natural to apologize. Just because he's sick, he doesn't have to take responsibility for doing something wrong?"

They apologized early and she would not hold back or call the police.

"I ask you again, do you want to apologize? I advise you to think clearly before speaking. If anything happens in the future, don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

Wen Liang hung up the phone directly and put the phone on the table.

She knew that this family had some background, and there was a blatant threat in their words.

But she's not a timid person either.

Fu Shifan only heard what Wen Liang said, but he could also guess what the person on the other side of the phone probably said.

She pouted her little mouth and said angrily, "Auntie, they are really trying to get over each other, I want to tell uncle!"

Wen Liang smiled and said, "If Fanfan is not angry, don't let some unimportant people ruin your good mood."

"You are also a duck, aunt, and you are inferior to Rourou." Fu Shifan dug out a piece of shredded pork for Wen Liang with a spoon.

"Thank you Fanfan."

Wen Liang had just turned her attention to the lunch in front of her, and then received another message that made her so angry that she couldn't eat.

The message was from the director.

The events in the case of Chu Siyi and Assistant Director Ma are clear and have been handed over to the Procuratorate. After review, the Procuratorate will initiate a public prosecution.

The director has been paying attention to this case, and Chu Siyi's attorney submitted a condition report to the court, indicating that Chu Siyi has been suffering from psychological and mental illness in recent years.

The case was an attempt, and the punishment was relatively light. Coupled with this condition report, Chu Siyi was enough to avoid jail.

Wen Liang's chest heaved violently, his fingers slowly tightened, and he felt as sick as if he had eaten a fly.

It turns out that if you are sick and do something wrong, you really don’t need to be held responsible.

I'm so annoying.

Could it be that Chu Siyi could easily escape the law?

After dinner, Wen Liang took Fu Shifan to the mall to buy clothes.

Spring clothes are ready.

More than two hours later, the two of them came out of the elevator on the first floor carrying several paper bags.

Fu Shifan was too tired to move.

Wen Liang coaxed, "Fanfan, just hold on, we'll be in the car soon."

Suddenly, she stopped.

Several tall and mighty men appeared in front of them, with fierce expressions.

It was obviously still cold, but one of them had already put on short sleeves, exposing a large tattoo on his arm.

The leading man stared at Wen Liang and said, "Miss Wen, please come with us."

Fu Shifan suddenly became more awake. He hugged his warm thighs with some fear and looked at the people in front of him with round eyes.

Wen Liang patted her shoulder gently, looked up at the men in front of her, and asked, "Who sent you here?"

"Don't you know who Miss Wen has offended?"

Wen Liang raised his eyebrows and understood.

Those are the people in the morning.

The action is quite fast.

"Okay, I'll go with you. Let me put my things in the car first."

"it is good."

Wen Liang first put the paper bag of clothes in the car, then took Fu Shifan's little hand and got into the van opposite.

"Don't be afraid." She comforted softly.

Fu Shifan nestled in Wen Liang's arms, glanced at the fierce-looking men, and whispered, "Auntie, where are they taking us?"

The little girl had a pale face and fiddled with her watch.

Uncle, come on, she and her aunt have been kidnapped.

"Well... it should be a hospital." Wen Liang guessed.

She looked up at the leader on the passenger seat and asked curiously, "Your accent doesn't sound like you're from here?"

The leader looked straight ahead, as if he hadn't heard.

The others were also silent.

It was like a leaf falling lightly on the lake, without causing any ripples.

Wen Liang asked again, "Who asked you to come here? We did have some friction with others this morning, but I don't know the identity of the other person yet."

Wen Liang remembered that the police had said the child's name, Dong Lin.

Still no one answered in the car.

"How is the child doing now? Is he okay?"

"Where are you taking us? The hospital?"

The car was filled with Wen Liang's voice.

The van drove into the hospital and stopped in front of a certain inpatient building.

Several big men got out of the car at once, leaving the door open. The leader said with a straight face, "Come down and follow us."

Wen Liang got out of the car first, took Fu Shifan down, followed the leader to the fourth floor of the inpatient building, and stopped in front of a certain ward.

The leader made a gesture and asked Wen Liang to wait at the door. He went in and reported, "Madam, bring it here."

"Let them come in." A female voice came from the room, which was very similar to the voice on the phone.

Wen Liang led Fu Shifan into the ward.

In the ward, the little boy was lying on the bed with a pale face.

There was a woman sitting next to the bed, with exquisite makeup, a white suit, and high heels about ten centimeters tall. Her hair was pulled back. She looked like a pampered wealthy lady, elegant and dignified, and she looked About forty years old.

Looking at her clothes, shoes, bags and jewelry, they are expensive. Such a person will pay attention to maintenance, and her actual age should be older.

The little boy is about seven or eight years old. In other words, the woman was an older woman when she gave birth to him and had asthma. No wonder he is so precious.

When Wen Liang looked at the woman, the woman also looked at Wen Liang, up and down, with a scrutinizing look.

"Are you Wen Liang?" The woman glanced at Wen Liang.

"you still need to ask?"

A sneer appeared on the woman's face, "You are still stubborn now. With your temper, you will suffer a loss sooner or later."

"I don't have to worry about it anymore." Wen Liang smiled sarcastically.

The woman's eyes fell on Fu Shifan and she said quietly, "Is she your daughter?"

Wen Liang subconsciously blocked Fu Shifan behind him, "Stop talking nonsense, what do you want to do by asking people to bring us here?"

"Apologise to Donglin!"

Wen Liang glanced at the boy on the bed and said, "Let me apologize. He apologizes to Fanfan first."

If there weren't people under the roof, she wouldn't even give in this step.

The woman smiled and said, "I think you don't understand your situation."

She waved her hand.

Suddenly a man came up from behind, picked up Fu Shifan, and pinched Fu Shifan's neck.

Fu Shifan screamed in fright, his eyes were red and watery, and he was about to shed tears.

"Let her go!" Wen Liang's expression changed.