The domineering president dotes on his little wife

Chapter 110 Who is the real murderer?

Fu Chen's first reaction was as if his reverse scale was touched, and he flatly refused: "No, we men's disputes must not let women get involved!"

"You must be feeling guilty! If you really didn't do that bad thing, I will definitely keep my word and will not do anything to Zi Xin and the baby in her belly!" Lin Fan's eyes were as sharp as torches, staring at Fu Chen, as if he wanted to see through him. Looking at Fu Chen's reaction, he was full of suspicion at the first moment.

"Stop arguing, I agree." Yan Zixin suddenly stood between the two of them like a breeze, with her hands raised high, as if to block the intense aura between the two of them, and stopped them.

She first said to Fu Chen gently and firmly: "Chen, I believe in you." Then she turned around and faced Lin Fan, and said with clear eyes: "Senior, I also believe that you can do what you say."

Yan Zixin only wanted to resolve the matter properly at this moment. Naturally, she had great faith in Fu Chen's character. She felt that if he really hit someone, he would never be so irresponsible as to deny it. Although she had some reservations about Lin Fan now, she was subconsciously willing to believe him again.

Seeing Yan Zixin's statement, the two men realized that continuing to argue would only deepen their suspicion of each other and would do more harm than good, so they both sat down helplessly.

Yan Zixin said softly: "Senior, can you please tell me what happened first?"

Lin Fan fell into deep memories. The painful past came flooding back like a tide, drowning him instantly. He held his head tightly with both hands, as if to resist the surging pain. He lowered his head and remained motionless for a long time...

"On that stormy night, my father happened to have to work overtime. It was past his workday, but he hadn't come home yet. It was pitch black outside, and I couldn't see my hand in front of me. My mother was worried, wondering if he had encountered an accident on the road or if his car broke down. So she asked me to go out with a flashlight to check, but I didn't expect..."

Lin Fan tried hard to suppress his surging emotions and spoke with a slightly trembling voice, as if every word was filled with endless pain.

However, when he recalled the scene back then, it was so cruel and unbearable for him. It was like a wound that could never heal, and it was torn open again. The pain was indescribable! In his eyes, big tears of sorrow rolled down like a flood...

Yan Zixin and Fu Chen looked at Lin Fan quietly. They knew very well how sad Lin Fan was at the moment, so they could only accompany him silently. The air seemed to become particularly heavy.

"When I walked to the roadside of Nanqi Mountain, I saw my father lying in a pool of blood. I clearly saw Fu Chen holding my bloody father and getting into the car! Because there was still a short distance, I couldn't catch up with the car. I ran like crazy and chased him to the hospital, but unfortunately when I got there, my father had died and Fu Chen's people disappeared."

Lin Fan continued to speak, his voice filled with grief and sorrow.

Finally, Lin Fan pointed at Fu Chen with his fingers shaking violently, his eyes burning with anger, and he shouted, "You murderer, it's ok to kill someone, but you actually ran away without even notifying our family and doctors, and you just dumped my father in the cold hospital. Are you still a human being?"

After hearing the end, Fu Chen finally figured out the whole story. In Lin Fan's recollection, Fu Chen also clearly remembered the incident. He said to Lin Fan with a serious face: "Don't get excited yet. Now it's my turn to talk. I don't talk much nonsense. I will only say this once. Listen carefully!"

Fu Chen said clearly: "When I drove to the foot of Nanqi Mountain, your father had already been knocked to the ground and was unconscious. I got out of the car and sent him to the hospital for emergency treatment, and paid for the rescue costs." His words were concise and clear, as if he wanted to drive the key points into their hearts one by one like nails, because he knew very well that they would face many complicated things in the future and would need to be busy investigating.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, it must be you, you are shirking responsibility!" Lin Fan was so excited that he was like a madman, shaking his head desperately, he could not accept that what Fu Chen said was true. After all, how could the picture that had been deeply imprinted in his mind for a long time be easily overturned by Fu Chen's few words?

"At that time, I had to go on a business trip for extremely urgent matters. I had already wasted a lot of time on the road. I was extremely anxious and had no choice but to wait until the rescue was ineffective before I left. But I did help call the police at that time, and I specifically told the police to notify the family." Fu Chen told everything in detail, no matter how big or small.

Lin Fan didn't believe it at first, but suddenly he remembered: the police did come to inform them, but at that time their whole family was immersed in great grief and had no time to pay attention to this detail!

Although Lin Fan was a little shaken at this point, he still said stubbornly: "Do you have any evidence? After all, I saw it with my own eyes."

Yan Zixin listened to their conversation, frowned and fell into deep thought, then interrupted, "Was there no road surveillance on that road at the time?"

"Have!"

"no!"

Fu Chen and Lin Fan shouted at the same time. After they finished speaking, they looked up at each other in shock.

Lin Fan spoke first: "I checked afterwards, and they said there was no surveillance. I even went to the road to check, and there was indeed no surveillance."

"What if they were evacuated urgently that night?" Fu Chen's words were like a sharp sword, piercing the key point directly. After all, he was an old man who had been in the world for many years. What kind of dark and dirty things had he not seen?

"I can find evidence to prove it, and even find the real murderer, but..." Fu Chen's tone became sarcastic.

"But what? If it really wasn't you, and you can help me find the murderer, I'll agree to anything you ask me to do!" Lin Fan almost collapsed. He was extremely eager to know the truth of the matter as soon as possible. He wanted to know who was the real murderer of his father, so he anxiously asked Fu Chen.

Because all these years, he has relied on this obsession to get through to today, but now someone tells him that he was wrong and remembered the wrong person who killed his father. How can he not be anxious and collapse?