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

Ever since Fu Zheng left the interrogation room, Fu Qingyue began to look forward to it seriously.

When Huo Junshan comes later, how should she explain to him so that he will believe her?

She just loved him too much and acted on impulse. He should be able to understand her, right?

Fu Qingyue changed her posture and when she lowered her head she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the ill-fitting blood-stained clothes on her body.

She must be in a very miserable state now.

Fu Qingyue hurriedly wiped the blood stains on her clothes, but the blood stains had already seeped into her clothes and could not be wiped clean.

She wiped her face with her hands and smoothed her hair.

This should be neater, right?

After doing all this, she waited patiently for Huo Junshan to arrive.

The wait wasn't too long.

When the door opened, Fu Qingyue immediately looked up and saw that it was the person she had been waiting for. A happy smile appeared on her face, and she looked at him tenderly as she did when she was young, "Junshan, you are here."

Huo Junshan had a gloomy face, snorted coldly, and said angrily, "Fu Qingyue, you can still laugh!"

Fu Qingyue was stunned, looking at him in disbelief, pouting in grievance, "Junshan, what happened? How could you be so angry with me?"

"You still have the nerve to ask me what happened?!"

When Huo Junshan thought of the scenes captured by the surveillance video, his heart went cold. "Jia Min almost died and is still in a coma in the hospital! I never thought you could be so vicious and cruel!"

Hearing Huo Junshan's accusation, Fu Qingyue was confused for a moment, "What? What happened to Lin Jiamin? What did I do to make you say I'm vicious?"

Huo Junshan was so angry when he heard this that he sneered, "Fu Qingyue, you are still acting for me? You really disappoint me!"

"Junshan, I really don't understand what you are talking about!"

"Well, look down and see what's handcuffing your wrists? Look around carefully, where are you?!"

Fu Qingyue looked down and raised her hands in disbelief, "This is..."

She looked around and said in surprise, "Is this the police station? Why am I here? Why am I here?!"

"Why are you here? Let me tell you, because you killed someone with a knife in the mall. There are Jiamin's blood stains on your clothes, and there are bloodstains on your face that haven't been wiped clean. Fu Qingyue, stop playing dumb!"

As he spoke, Fu Qingyue lowered her head, and the blood-red marks on her clothes were particularly glaring.

She leaned weakly against the chair, her body limp, and subconsciously wiped her face, leaving a spot of blood on her palm.

"I...I killed someone with a knife? How is that possible? How could I kill someone with a knife?"

Huo Junshan looked at her coldly, as if he was looking at a strange murderer, and said with disgust, "Even if you act in front of me, the law will not be lenient with you! Just wait for the punishment of the law!"

After saying this, he no longer wanted to face this ugly woman, so he turned around and strode away.

"Junshan! Junshan!"

Fu Qingyue struggled to get up and shouted loudly, but failed to stop the man.

She was the only one left in the interrogation room.

Fu Qingyue slumped back into her chair in a daze. Recalling Huo Junshan's disgusted look, she felt a surge of pain and bitterness in her heart.

How could he have misunderstood her like that?

How could she kill someone with a knife?

Fu Qingyue rubbed his swollen and painful forehead, and a ferocious expression gradually appeared on his face.

What's wrong with killing people?

The one who was killed was that damn bitch Lin Jiamin!

After coming out of the interrogation room, Huo Junshan returned to the car angrily.

Uncle Qiao said, "Sir, I just received a call from the Fu family. It was Fu Zheng who came to Beijing to deal with this matter."

"what do you mean……"

"I suspect that he already knew his identity. In addition, he applied for a forensic evaluation of mental illness for Ms. Fu."

"Check his hotel."

……

In the ward.

The phone rang.

It was the nanny calling. She said carefully, "Ms. Lin, Jiabao has been crying non-stop and has even vomited out the milk powder she was eating. Would you like to come back and take a look?"

The nanny heard from the grapevine that Garbo was a tool used by Miss Lin to avoid legal punishment. Miss Lin didn't like Garbo's father at all and didn't want Garbo.

Since Jiabao was born, Miss Lin was unwilling to even look at her, let alone feed her herself.

Poor little Garbo.

Lin Yiran said coldly, "If there is a problem, take her to the hospital. What's the point of looking for me?"

Whenever she saw that child, she would remember those things that had brought her shame and made her a laughing stock among all the celebrities in the capital!

"But……"

Without waiting for the nanny to finish speaking, Lin Jiamin hung up the phone.

She looked out the window with a gloomy face.

After just leaving the confinement period, the breastfeeding period for the child is about half a year. During this half year, she has to get pregnant again in order to delay her sentence until the end.

Since she must get pregnant, she must find a satisfactory man for herself!

"Well……"

Lin Jiamin regained consciousness vaguely.

The bloody scenes before she fell into coma flashed through her mind. She raised her hand in horror, but instead of touching the skin on her face, she touched layers of gauze.

"Aunt, you finally woke up," Lin Jiamin came to the bedside with tears in her eyes after hearing the noise. "The doctor said you were seriously injured and need to rest well."

"my face……"

Lin Jiamin opened her mouth with difficulty, pulling the muscles on her face and causing pain to creep up along her nerves.

"The doctor has done his best to sew you up... You can also get cosmetic surgery later... Auntie, you will definitely recover."

Listening to Lin Yiran's reluctant words, Lin Jiamin's heart was filled with disappointment, and then hatred broke out and burst violently throughout her heart. Regardless of the pain on her face, she roared heartbreakingly, "Fu Qingyue! I will kill her! I will kill her!"

She grabbed the bed sheet tightly, and her eyes exposed outside were full of hatred.

"Aunt, calm down. Fu Qingyue has been arrested by the police! Your uncle just came over and promised to seek justice for you! She will definitely be punished by law!"

Lin Jiamin sneered.

Legal sanctions?

No, that was a blessing for her!

She was seriously injured and her face was ruined, but Fu Qingyue only had to stay in prison with good food and drink. This is not fair!

"but……"

"But what?"

“However, Uncle Qiao just got the news that Fu Zheng hired a lawyer for Fu Qingyue and applied for a forensic evaluation of mental illness...Aunt, what should we do if they succeed?” Lin Yiran said with a hint of meaning.

If the appraisal shows that Fu Qingyue suffers from a mental illness and was in an ill state when she hurt people, she won't even have to go to jail, but will be forced into a mental hospital for treatment. With some additional effort from Fu Zheng, she can enjoy life in there!

What is even more unbearable is that Fu Qingyue is not a local citizen and will probably be deported and sent to a foreign mental hospital for treatment.

This is simply a disguised protection for her!

Lin Jiamin clenched her fists and said angrily, "How treacherous! They are indeed birds of a feather, and they are very scheming! Don't worry, I won't let them succeed!"

Fu Qingyue must pay the price!

"What is Aunt going to do?"

After thinking for a while, Lin Jiamin said in a deep voice, "Go and ask the reporter from Metropolitan Morning News to come."

"aunt?"