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Chapter 195 The Nightmare Is Back

Jian Yao naturally knew her situation.

Fu Shengnian's promptness really helped her a lot.

"Thank you."

"I'll take you back first."

Jian Yao didn't speak, she looked at Zhu Hong and Qiao Mei through the car window, they had already got into the nanny car.

After thinking about it, she took out her mobile phone and asked the driver to bring the nanny car over. She didn't want Fu Shengnian to send her off, but before she dialed the number, Fu Shengnian's wrist was tightly grasped.

"Let me see you off."

"Mr. Fu..."

"Lao Li, drive."

The man interrupted her and told the driver.

She was silent for a moment, then said to Lao Li in the driver's seat, "Take me to Venus."

Yan Moli and Xie Haoying had already stepped on her head, and brought people to block her outside the studio. This situation was a bit serious, and she had to take it seriously.

Both of them are signed artists of Yaori Media, and they are in the same company as Xia Chuyun. She suspects that this incident may have something to do with Xia Chuyun.

Back then when Xia Chuyun came to look for her, she rejected her and cursed at her when she left. It was inevitable that she would hold grudges against her, but she didn't think Xia Chuyun could have such great ability, after all Xia Chuyun had been silent for a long time.

Yaori was secretly acquired by someone, and the boss behind it was unknown. The artists under the banner had obtained a large amount of resources in a short period of time, and had already gained a place in the industry. It is unlikely that Yan Moli and Xie Haoying confronted her because of Xia Chuyun. Behavior today is tantamount to ruining your future.

Her brokerage company hasn't gained a firm foothold yet, but she is the owner of a brokerage company anyway, if she sincerely wants to make Yan Moli and Xie Haoying unable to get along in this circle, there are plenty of ways.

There must be someone behind them, and that person probably has a problem with her.

After clearing her mind, Rolls-Royce just arrived at the downstairs of the company. She opened the door and was about to get out of the car when Fu Shengnian grabbed her arm.

"Jian Yao, I will take care of today's matter."

"No, I can handle it."

"How do you want to solve it?"

Jian Yao was speechless, she wanted to wait for Zhu Hong to find out who was the person who bought Yaori before making a decision, at least she had to know who the opponent was.

"It's better for me to handle it." Fu Shengnian insisted.

She pushed his hand away and got out of the car.

"Don't meddle in my business."

Seeing her enter the office building without looking back, Fu Shengnian frowned, took out his mobile phone and called Tian Ye, asking Tian Ye to check on Yan Moli and Xie Haoying.

Tian Ye reported the investigation to him that night, and he knew about Yaori's acquisition. The person who secretly acquired Yaori Media was none other than Meng Meizhu who fled to England not long ago.

How dare she come back!

"Have Jian Shi and Rossi come back?"

Tian Ye shook his head, "I haven't found any trace of them. They should still be in England. Meng Meizhu's return may be because of Wu Qingfeng. His death sentence has been handed down."

"I know."

While Fu Shengnian was busy chasing Jian Yao back, he did not ignore Wu Qingfeng's trial. The death sentence was sentenced on the day Jian Yao returned from Linhai, and it was executed immediately without reprieve.

Three days have passed since the verdict, and there are still four days until Wu Qingfeng's death.

When Meng Meizhu came back at this time, she probably wanted to see Wu Qingfeng for the last time.

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Jian Yao learned that the person who bought Yaori was Meng Meizhu. It was already the next morning when she received a call from Zhu Hong and learned that Meng Meizhu had invested a large sum of money to win a lot of resources for her artists. The disgusted Xia Chuyun has already started to take commercials, returning to the public's sight.

Meng Meizhu is back!

The shocking news made her face turn pale.

Meng Meizhu came back, so did Jian Shi come back with her?

She nestled on the sofa in a daze for a long time, and the sudden ringing of the doorbell brought her wandering thoughts back to reality.

She got up to open the door, and found that the person standing in front of the door was Jian Mingshu. She wanted to close the door without thinking, but Jian Mingshu stretched out his hand to block it.

"Yaoyao, I have something important to tell you, very important."

Jian Mingshu's expression was serious, his eyes were still red, as if he had cried.

She hesitated for a while, and didn't let anyone into the house, but she didn't continue to close the door either.

"What do you want to say to me?"

"Wu Qingfeng will be executed by lethal injection four days later. He sent me a letter and wanted to see me. I went to see him yesterday and he told me that Meizhu gave birth to a son for me."

"what?"

Jian Yao was completely dumbfounded.

Meng Meizhu and Jian Mingshu have a son?

"Yaoyao, you still have a younger brother, a real younger brother."

"Do you believe Wu Qingfeng's words?"

"I believe it! Mei Zhu was already pregnant when she left the village, and later she gave birth to the child, but Wu Qingfeng sent her to the orphanage because she couldn't afford it."

As soon as Jian Yao heard the word "orphanage", Wu Jun's face immediately flashed in her mind.

Wu Jun was adopted by Wu Qingfeng from the orphanage. He and Meng Meizhu already had a daughter, Jian Shi, so why bother to adopt a boy?

Could it be that Wu Jun is the son of Meng Meizhu and Jian Mingshu?

"What else did he tell you?"

Jian Mingshu shook his head, "That's all I said, he didn't want to reveal more, and said that if I want to know the whereabouts of my son, I can only ask Mei Zhu."

"..."

Routine!

When death was imminent, Wu Qingfeng colluded with Meng Meizhu, trying to use this 'son' to trap Jian Mingshu.

"You didn't happen to know that Meng Meizhu came back from England, did you?"

Jian Mingshu nodded with a sullen face, "I did hear some news about her."

"Have you looked for her?"

"not yet."

"Are you going to find her?"

"There are plans for this."

Jian Yao bit her lip so hard that it was bleeding from the bite.

If she guessed correctly and Wu Jun was really the son of Jian Mingshu and Meng Meizhu, then her own brother had pumped her bone marrow and aborted the child in her stomach.

What kind of evil fate is this...

There was a sudden pain in my heart, not the kind of mental pain, but physical pain.

She clutched her chest, her face was extremely pale, and her breathing became a little short.

"Yaoyao, your mouth is bleeding." Jian Mingshu looked nervous, and quickly took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the blood off her lips.

She turned cold, slapped his hand away, and slammed the door hard.

"Yaoyao, don't you want to see your brother?"

"roll!"

She roared angrily, startling Jian Mingshu outside the door.

Hearing that she has a younger brother, why did she react so strongly?

"Yaoyao, you open the door."

"I'll let you go, or I'll call property security."

She endured the pain and curled up on the sofa, with chest tightness and shortness of breath, and it became more and more difficult to breathe.

Feeling for the mobile phone in her pocket, she dialed Miss Qiao's number, wanting Miss Qiao to come and accompany her to the hospital, but before she arrived, her consciousness became dizzy.

By the time she regained consciousness, she was already in the hospital.

The person guarding the hospital bed was Fu Shengnian.

The man frowned, his face extremely ugly.

"Why are you here?"

"Sister Qiao called me and said you were not feeling well."

It was he who rushed to Jian Yao's apartment and took her to the hospital.

I thought it was just fainting caused by weakness, but in fact the problem was serious. Jian Yao had a heart problem and had been diagnosed with anemic heart disease.

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