Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 158: being played as a fool
Song Ziyun drugged Fu Yanchi?
Why did he kill Fu Yanchi?
Dignified Miss Song, do you want anything? Will kill a poor and incompetent sick child?
The first thought that flashed through the minds of Jiang Kai, Xu Manman and the others was that Fu Yanchi was telling a joke.
how did that happen? Who was stupid enough to hit a stone with jade?
But Song Ziyun was real, she was taken to the police car before their eyes, and she was even handcuffed!
The brains of some people are so confused that some moments can not accept the facts.
In a daze, everyone's phone rang, and the ringing of the cell phone intertwined into a noisy, extremely loud noise at the clubhouse door that suddenly became quiet.
"Hey, who! Don't bother me—what did you say? Say again?!"
"I'm at the Crown Club... Who do you think Song Ziyun killed? Yan, Yan's eldest son?! Yan Family!?"
"..."
"..."
After putting down the phone, some people stood there listlessly, losing their minds.
The fluorescent lights in front of the clubhouse were colorful, and the whistling sound of cars on the street was not far off, even the inside of the clubhouse started to be noisy again.
Jiang Kai, Xu Manman and the others looked at each other, but their entire bodies felt cold.
Especially Jiang Kai, his face was pale and his forehead was sweating coldly, and his eyes had turned black.
"They said that Ziyun killed Yan Huai's eldest son... Is that the Yan Huai I know? Fu Yanchi, yes, Yan's eldest son?" Xu Manman also turned pale and asked in a trembling voice.
Fu Yanchi's.
Their classmates in their third year of high school.
They thought they were the children of poor teachers.
Orphans who lost both parents they thought they had.
The person who was pale and thin for so many years, the worthless trash in their eyes, was the eldest son of Yan, the number one rich family in Kyoto, and the future heir of the Yan Family Consortium!
What did he say about her? Poor ghost and sick child? !
It took me a long time before I heard Jiang Kai's hoarse voice, "It's only fitting that Song Ziyun doesn't like me, she should have known Fu Yanchi's true identity long ago."
He was still in the booth posing in front of Fu Yanchi and showing his face.
Show them that they have been directors or bosses for a long time.
The humiliation towards Fu Yanchi was a waste of Fu.
Looking back now, I was kidding.
"So Fu Yanchi said that he was the one who got entangled, that's right."
"Fu Yanchi hid his identity and studied at Huicheng. Song Ziyun learned of his true identity in the morning, so she chased him abroad."
"If it was me, I would have gone after him. If I go after her, I'll be the wife of the first rich family."
None of them are stupid.
Some things can almost see the whole picture as long as one of the corners is open.
So curious to know what kind of medicine Song Ziyun drugged to kill the eldest son of Yan.
Among the upper class, it is not uncommon to have an *** relationship after drinking, marrying a child, and a mother who is more expensive than a child.
Song Ziyun planned that position.
Fu Yanchi was the successor of the Yan family, and he was bound to inherit the Yan consortium in the future, but he was weak and sick. If he could become his wife, then with the blessing of this status, he would have reason to help and join the Yan consortium!
Let me explain it in another ugly word, Fu Yanchi's body was afraid that he would not live long, just in case Fu Yanchi left one day...
As his wife, he could inherit at least half of his wealth, including Yan family money, company equity, all investments, real estate, and even Yan family connections!
If she gave birth to another half-daughter son to Fu Yanchi, she would even get the entire Yan family in the future!
Song Ziyun could become a rich person in the entire country because of this! At that moment, even the Song family had to wait and see his face to survive!
"Let's go, let's go, I'm being played with a fool, what are you doing here." Xu Manman calmed down, turned around coldly and left first.
They came here tonight to save Song Ziyun's face, yet unexpectedly, they were used as chess pieces and tools by the other party.
That's ridiculous.
…
Under the darkness of the night, a black commercial vehicle drove quietly down the highway.
Fu Yanchi was playing with something the size of a card in his hand, "Uncle Gui, are you ready for anything else?"
“People have been sent to closely monitor Fang's house, and no one related to this matter can escape.” Uncle Gui said, "The newspaper office has also been contacted, and this matter will appear in the newspaper headlines tomorrow."
Uncle Gui paused for a moment, "Six years ago, no one was found, and the chairman was always worried about that. Now that he had definitive proof this time, he would definitely not let go. The Song family's prosperity won't happen." lasted a long time."
Fu Yanchi was expressionless, looking out the window lightly.
Six years ago, he initially thought it was just an accident. After all, no hospital abroad knew the cause of his illness.
Plus, after waking up, she secretly returned to China, and seeing Yueyue have someone else's child, she was depressed for a while, and had no time to think about it.
Only after Song Ziyun suddenly appeared before him did he begin to suspect, suspecting that Song Ziyun already knew his identity.
When doubts arise, doubts arise everywhere.
At the time of the incident, all evidence was lost. In order to investigate the truth behind it, he could only act foolishly and get along with Song Ziyun naturally, allowing her to let go of her vigilance.
Recently, Song Ziyun had been forced into a corner to look for driftwood to escape, and it was time to lure him into making another move.
Looking back, Fu Yanchi closed his eyes to cover his tired eyes, "Uncle Gui, go back to Fu's house tonight."
“Are you not going back to Taoxi Village?”
"It's too late, don't disturb Yueyue and Qiqi's deep sleep, tonight won't be too peaceful."
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone rang loudly.
Fu Yanchi did not even see it, and directly picked up the phone.
Uncle Gui turned the wheel to Tonggu Lane, feeling a little regretful, he still wanted to return to the village.
Auntie Zhang's breakfast was delicious, and Qiqi would peel the yams for her.
“Did you get the phone number contacted by Brother Song Ziyun?” Fu Yanchi asked calmly in the back seat.
“I wrote it.” As the police attended and searched Song Ziyun's handbag, Uncle Gui found an excuse to immediately check Song Ziyun's phone.
The numbers above are in his head now.
“Tuan Fu, have you ever doubted that it was Yan Qin who told Song Ziyun your real identity?” Uncle Gui asked casually as he remembered.
Fu Yanchi shook his head, "That's not him."
After returning to China, he had a tentative meeting with Yanqin for the first time, deliberately mentioning that Song Ziyun was on the same flight as him.
Back then, Yan Qin's expression was not fake, he did not know Song Ziyun.
"How are you sure it's not him—"
"You talk too much."
"..."
Uncle Gui, who was talking too much, covered his mouth silently, and walked towards the small hole on the ground as he turned to Tonggu Lane.
The car hit.
Fu Yanchi moved the corner of his mouth and sighed helplessly.
When you're too old to play revenge tricks like this.
childish.
They both return to Fu's house, turn off her brother's phone, unplug the house's phone, and fall asleep.
Outside Fu's house, there was no peace anywhere.