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

Wen Liang got into the car and leaned against the back of the seat with her eyes closed to relax.

She was in a particularly bad mood today, not only because of Huo Donglin and his mother, but also because of Chu Siyi.

Chu Siyi's suffering from psychological and mental illness was pitiful, but Wen Liang couldn't sympathize with her at all.

Wen Liang couldn't help but feel agitated at the thought that Chu Siyi might escape legal punishment.

It felt like I was holding a breath, blocked in my chest, unable to vent it.

"The bottom light——"

The WeChat message alert sounded.

Wen Liang recovered from her boredom and picked up her phone to take a look.

It was a message from Zhu Fan.

She reminded Wen Liang that the results of the Shanhe Photography Competition were announced today and asked Wen Liang if he had seen the results.

Only then did Wen Liang remember to check the competition results on the official website of the competition.

However, there was no movement in his mailbox. Wen Liang guessed that he had not won the prize, otherwise there would have been a notification.

It doesn’t matter, the important thing is to participate.

It may be that she took a wild path before and had less time to truly study systematically, and there are still certain barriers to professional photographers.

With a learning attitude, Wen Liang opened the award-winning works one by one, carefully analyzed their shining points, and looked for his own shortcomings.

When she opened the first prize entry, Wen Liang was stunned.

She flipped to the top of the page to check the names of the winners, and then scrolled down to check the works one by one. She went back and forth several times and finally determined a fact.

Her work won the first prize, but the winner was not her.

Someone stole her work and replaced it with something else.

This kind of situation occurs in various circles, especially the academic circle. Unexpectedly, Wen Liang also encountered it once.

This news made Wen Liang's already depressed mood even worse.

She became more irritable and angry.

At this time, the rear seat door was opened.

Fu Zheng first put Fu Shifan next to Wen Liang, sat in and closed the door.

"Auntie, we are back."

Wen Liang took a deep breath, put away her phone, and looked at them, "How is it? Have you apologized?"

Fu Shifan nodded his head heavily and glanced at Fu Zheng with admiration, "Sorry, uncle is so awesome."

Fu Zheng smiled and touched Fu Shifan's head, and gave Wen Liang a special look.

Their eyes met, Wen Liang looked away and curled his lips, "What about aunt?"

"Auntie is also great. I like auntie the most." Fu Shifan said hurriedly.

"Humph, little girl."

Fu Shifan chuckled.

"Sir, where are we going now?" the driver asked as he drove out of the hospital.

Fu Zheng glanced at the big and small people next to him and reported the name of the restaurant.

Wen Liang asked curiously, "Who are these mother and son? They were indifferent after hearing your name."

Fu Zheng glanced at Wen Liang and hesitated slightly.

Lin Jiamin is a stranger to her now, does she need to remind her deliberately?

Fu Shifan said, "That child's name is Huo Donglin, and my uncle calls his mother Mrs. Huo."

Wen Liang raised his eyebrows.

She didn't have much contact with people in her circle, but she did know that there was no one named Huo among the upper-class political and business people in Jiangcheng.

The accents of the people who took them to the hospital sounded more like people from the capital.

There are indeed powerful people named Huo in the capital, and Huo Dongcheng is an example.

Huo Dongcheng, Huo Donglin...

Such a coincidence.

"Could they be related to Brother Dongcheng?"

When he heard the words "Brother Dongcheng", Fu Zheng's face darkened and he nodded without saying a word.

Wen Liang didn't notice and guessed, "Huo Donglin is Brother Dongcheng's younger brother?"

Fu Zheng said solemnly, "They have the same father and half mother. Huo Donglin's mother is Huo Dongcheng's stepmother."

"I see." Wen Liang looked at him worriedly, "Will this cause trouble for you?"

This look was very useful to Fu Zheng.

He smiled lightly and said, "No, don't worry."

Even if this incident hadn't happened, Huo Dongcheng would not give up against the Fu family.

Therefore, there is no need for him to be polite to the Huo family.

"That's good."

In the private room, Fu Shifan started to feel sleepy halfway through dinner and fell asleep in Fu Zheng's arms.

Wen Liang put down his chopsticks without eating much.

Seeing this, Fu Zheng asked in a low voice, "Just eat this little?"

"no appetite."

"not in a good mood?"

Wen Liang responded with silence.

"I already know about Chu Siyi. Her condition report is false."

Wen Liang never doubted it because she put Chu Siyi as the victim of the kidnapping case and believed that Fu Yue was the murderer behind the scenes.

Fu Zheng believed in Fu Yue and believed that Chu Siyi directed and acted in the kidnapping case.

The kidnapping case is false, and the condition report is naturally false.

Having said this, Fu Zheng paused and raised his eyes to look at Wen Liang.

Before, he believed in this condition report immensely.

He was soft-hearted to Chu Siyi again and again, and hurt Wen Liang again and again.

Wen Liang raised his eyebrows and his eyes lit up, "Fake? How do you say it?"

"Didn't I tell you? The kidnapping case is fake, and her psychological trauma is also fake."

"Oh..." The light in Wen Liang's eyes went out again.

It was because of this.

But is the kidnapping case true or false?

She recalled what Fu Qingyue said that day at the police station.

In fact, she still had some doubts about Fu Zheng helping Fu Yue get away with the crime.

But she didn't dare to show it - she was afraid that Fu Zheng would go crazy and get wet in the rain again.

Fu Zheng glanced at Wen Liang's expression and knew that Wen Liang still had doubts about this matter, so he just said, "Don't worry, you can apply for a medical evaluation."

He was stalking her, just to tell Wen Liang not to alienate him, not to force her to trust Fu Yue.

It was Wen Liang's father who died, and she must be the one who wants to find out the truth the most.

What is true is true, what is false is false, and sooner or later the truth will come to light.

"Yeah." Wen Liang nodded.

Although she didn't really believe it, she had to give it a try, maybe it would work.

"Eat some more." Fu Zheng put vegetables on the warm plate.

Wen Liang took a few more bites and put down his chopsticks.

Fu Zheng didn't force himself, he stood up with Fu Shifan in his arms, "Let's go, I'll take you back."

Fu Shifan lay on Fu Zheng's shoulder, humming uneasily. His small leather shoes kicked the hem of his suit, staining some dirt.

Fu Zheng lowered his eyes and patted Fu Shifan's shoulder gently, his eyes gentle.

Wen Liang raised his eyebrows and glanced at Fu Zheng.

Fu Zheng, who takes good care of his children, has a special flavor about him.

If I had to describe it with warmth and coolness, it would be the feeling of a human being.

"You can watch it if you want, no need to be sneaky." Fu Zheng said seriously as he walked forward.

Wen Liang: "..."

The good feeling that finally rose up fell back again.

"Don't talk."

A good person, but unfortunately he has a mouth.

The driver drove directly to the underground garage.

After Wen Liang got out of the car, Fu Zheng came down with Fu Shifan in his arms.

She looked at him quizzically.

Fu Zheng smiled and explained, "I plan to move in with Fanfan and Aunt Wang in the next two days."

The corners of Wen Liang's mouth twitched, "Why?"

"Fanfan likes you. This will allow Fanfan to spend more time with you, and you can also take her to and from school more conveniently."

"Sounding." Wen Liang curled his lips.