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The room was very quiet. Fu Ying looked at Zhong Hengzhong who was sitting across from her and suddenly laughed, supported her head and shook her head. She felt that Zhong Qiu was indeed Zhong Hengzhong's son in some respects. Far more likable than his father.

"Have you considered it?" Zhong Heng stared at him: "Don't make a choice that you regret."

Fu Ying shook her head: "Brother Qiu's future should be chosen by himself, not because of me."

He put down his hand covering his face and smiled: "You seem to have a very wrong understanding of his ability. Even without your inheritance, I think Brother Qiu's mother left him a considerable amount of property, and Under Brother Qiu's management over the years, it has been very impressive."

"Taking a step back, even if Brother Qiu's mother didn't leave him anything, it's a matter of time before he can make a comeback by relying on his personal ability." Fu Ying looked at the old man in front of her and clicked her tongue twice: "After all, I have seen your other son too. , With all due respect, although they are all melons on a vine, some are sweet and some are not, there is still a gap between people."

After Fu Ying finished speaking, although her face was relaxed, her body was already on guard, preventing Zhong Hengzhong from asking the security guard to come in and punch her twice because of her rude words.

Although it is not impossible to be beaten, but now that he has an injury on his leg, it is really inconvenient if the injury is added to the injury.

The two were silent, Zhong Heng stared at Fu Ying for a long time, and finally sneered: "You are smarter than I thought, but I don't know if you are as smart in front of Zhong Qiu."

Fu Ying said lightly: "It's not that I'm smarter than you think, but that you always think others are too stupid."

"I don't want to hear so much nonsense from you, I just want to know your choice."

The cane slammed on the ground, Zhong Hengzhong suddenly raised the volume, looked at Fu Ying and said every word: "It's Qian or Zhong Qiu, you choose!"

Fu Ying: "I don't need your money, and I don't want to ruin Zhong Qiu's future."

The old man, who was going to be more aggressive at first, was taken aback for a moment. He stopped and slowly lowered his hand holding the cane in the air. He looked at Fu Ying and frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Literally, it means that I don't need your money, it's just superfluous to me, and I don't want Zhong Qiu to lose what belongs to him." Fu Ying looked up at him: "The Zhong family, the Zhong family, should be It belongs to Zhong Qiu, he is legally married and has excellent abilities in all aspects, I don't want to see what belongs to him being stolen by others."

Zhong Hengzhong: "What do you mean by stealing! Zhong Xu is also my son! He also..."

"Although the child is innocent and he can't choose the origin of the illegitimate child, I am not innocent." Fu Ying said softly: "Zhong Xu hasn't registered for so many years, which means he is not from the Zhong family. If he gets Zhong Xu Shi, that's what he stole."

What's more, Zhong Qiu's mother dragged on and refused to divorce at the beginning, because she didn't want Zhong Xu to legally and legitimately acquire the Zhong family's property, and since they left, he couldn't drag himself on this kind of matter.

Fu Ying leaned back on the sofa: "This is my attitude, I don't want your money, but I don't want Zhong Qiu to lose what I deserve."

"So, you are willing to leave Zhong Qiu, and you don't want my money." Zhong Heng sneered: "Could it be that you pretend that if you don't take the money, I won't have any excuses for you, and come back after Zhong Qiu has everything under control. It’s an idea to reunite with him.”

Fu Ying smiled slightly and said nothing.

"I won't let you succeed. When everything is over, I will send you abroad to help you hide your name. I will never let Zhong Qiu find you." Zhong Heng narrowed his eyes, "Then I will give him Arrange a marriage partner who will be helpful to Zhong and him."

"Then Zhong Qiu will be like you. Because he doesn't like his wife, he cheats on his wife and takes care of his mistress, and then creates a... Oh no, if Zhong Qiu plays with a man, he will never be able to play with a child for a lifetime. That's it. It is still worthy of praise.”

Fu Ying clapped her hands twice, and said with a smile: "It's been a few years, and I still come up with this kind of rhetoric, even TV dramas are not so old-fashioned."

"Are you venting your anger for Zhong Qiu by saying this?" Zhong Heng stared at him and asked in a cold voice: "Zhong Qiu often scolds me in front of you?"

Fu Ying shook her head: "No, he doesn't mention you at all, he only mentions his mother. And what I want to say is just what I want to say."

He turned his head to look at Zhong Hengzhong: "After all, what I said is the truth, isn't it? Mr. Zhong's family's red flag is not down, and the colorful flags are fluttering outside. It's just a pity that he is too capable to have a father in front of him. You can only put on airs as a father in front of the illegitimate child."

Zhong Heng raised the crutches in his hand and was about to hit him down, but Fu Ying did not dodge: "You hit me down, it seems that I was the one who was hurt, but it was Zhong Qiu who was distressed, and you were the ones who got hurt in the end. relationship, is it worth it?"

The crutch was forced to stop in the air, and finally slowly landed ten centimeters away from Fu Ying. He measured the distance between the crutch and himself with his eyes, and said with a chuckle, "If I were you, I would put this Once the crutches are hit, the relationship between father and son will not be repaired anyway, so it's better to let it go."

"You are really courageous." Zhong Hengzhong sneered: "Are you sure I can't do anything about you?"

Fu Ying shook her head: "No, it's just that I don't know what you will do to me. If you want me to die, I have to die quickly. Otherwise, I dare not say anything, and it would be too uncomfortable to die aggrieved."

"I'm not interested in killing you." Zhong Heng stared at his injured leg and said coldly, "But I see that it's not convenient for you to walk when your leg is injured. I'm here to recuperate during this time. Let’s go back when you’re done.”

He stood up and looked down at Fu Ying: "Just take advantage of this period to think about how to break up with Zhong Qiu."

Seeing Zhong Hengzhong turn and leave, Fu Ying leaned on the sofa and said softly: "Zhong Qiu will come, he will find me."

"He will never find this place in his life, you can rest assured." Zhong Heng said heavily.

"Really?" Fu Ying touched the pen in her pocket, and said lightly: "It seems that I have lost my freedom temporarily, but it's not interesting to stay here alone."

Zhong Heng paused: "What are you going to do?"

"You have to give me something to pass the time." Fu Ying lazily said: "People are easy to do stupid things when they are too boring, don't you think?"

Zhong Heng was so angry that he laughed: "You don't seem to be qualified to negotiate terms with me."

"Yes." Fu Ying turned her head to look at him: "You started to say that there is a problem with my identity, that I appeared out of thin air, that I got his trust by being close to Zhong Qiu, and that being with him has ulterior motives, so guess if I have the ability to leave here? ?”

Zhong Heng stared at him for a long time, then said in a deep voice: "I will arrange it for you, but you'd better not play tricks on me, if you don't want to really sit in a wheelchair forever."

Fu Ying smiled slightly: "Of course I don't want to, but I have to remind you of one thing. The reason why I am in a wheelchair is because of your illegitimate child."

He touched his knee and said softly: "Even if Zhong Xu didn't know about this matter, his uncle planned these things for him. Don't you think you should give me an explanation?"

"You don't need to remind me about this." Zhong Heng opened the door and turned to look at him: "Although I am not a competent father, it doesn't mean that I will watch others hurt Zhong Qiu and remain indifferent."

Fu Ying looked at him with a smile: "It sounds like you've already started an investigation? If that's the case, I'll be talking too much."

"It's good that you know." Zhong Hengzhong walked out of the door and said to Secretary Chen who was standing outside the door: "Take care of him, don't let him leave this house, and don't let him contact the outside, let him do anything else."

"Okay." Secretary Chen bowed respectfully.

Seeing that Zhong Hengzhong was really about to leave, Fu Ying suddenly called out to him again.

"Mr. Zhong, one last question." Fu Ying looked at his back: "You arranged this place like the old house, is it to miss someone?"

Zhong Heng paused, did not answer his question, and left on crutches, only Secretary Chen standing by the door smiled at Fu Ying: "I have prepared your room, please come with me. "

"It looks like it's been prepared for a long time." Fu Ying turned on the phone and found that the signal was gone. He sneered, shook the phone and said, "Is there a signal shielding device?"

Secretary Chen pushed his wheelchair out, and said softly, "Yes, but the computer in your room can access the Internet."

"But you are all monitoring the content you browse on the Internet." Fu Ying smiled: "The old man walked too fast just now, I forgot to ask how far my legs need to recover before they are considered recovered?"

Secretary Chen: "This is up to Mr. Zhong to decide."

"Mr. Zhong doesn't seem to have studied medicine. How can he be better than a doctor? He said that I can be better?" Fu Ying sneered: "It's like a fairy, amazing."

Secretary Chen didn't answer his words, but just sent him to the room, pointed to the bell on the wall at the door and said, "If you need us for something, just ring this, and I'll be here soon."

Fu Ying looked at the height of the bell, which happened to be within reach of his hand in the wheelchair. He nodded and said, "Got it, oh, by the way, is there a monitor in this room?"

Secretary Chen paused, shook his head and said, "There's no such thing in the room, but once you do something out of the ordinary, there might be."

Fu Ying fiddled with the detector that Jin Laowu gave her on her keychain, and said lazily, "Got it."

"Then please have a good rest." Secretary Chen closed the door and left. The detector in Fu Ying's hand still did not send out an alarm, which shows that there is indeed no surveillance monitor in the room.

He pushed the wheelchair around the room. From the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room, he could directly see the yard outside, but there were security guards walking around from time to time. It seemed that the possibility of getting out from here was a bit small.

Fu Ying turned on the computer and opened a few webpages at random. The speed of the internet was as smooth as silk. He paused, and when he clicked on the webpage software with the chat function, the screen immediately showed that the internet was disconnected.

He laughed, and after a few tries and found that it was the same, he held the pen in his pocket and pressed the signal switch. He felt a tremor in his palm, reminding him that the signal had been sent successfully. Then he opened the video website and continued to watch his TV series .

The sun outside the window was gradually sinking to the west, and the golden red sunset shone on his face, a little dazzling.

There has been no contact for several hours, has Zhong Qiu discovered his disappearance?Are you angry now, or are you looking for someone?

Would he think that he ran away on his own initiative?

The TV series had already played the next episode. As night fell, Fu Ying was sitting in a wheelchair and feeling a little hungry. Suddenly, she heard two bangs, and the floor-to-ceiling windows on one side were knocked.

He turned his head and looked over. Chang Er, who was dressed in black, was standing outside with a bag on his back. He looked at himself with a dark face and said, "Open the window, your takeaway has arrived."