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

The servant hurriedly said, "Madam, the young lady wants to cut her wrists with the fragments!"

Xie Shu was shocked, walked forward with grief, and hugged Ilia, "Ilia, Mom, please don't do this, you are trying to kill me!"

Caesar is right, Ilia’s illness is getting worse and worse, she must see a psychiatrist immediately!

Ilia huddled in Xie Shu's arms and trembled as she said, "Mom, I'm so scared. Is my brother going to lock me up?"

"Don't worry, I've already scolded him away!"

After comforting Ilia, Xie Shuma contacted the psychologist without delay and explained the situation to him.

The psychiatrist didn't want to come, but Xie Shu gave too much.

He brought gifts and visited the ward pretending to be old Wilson's friend.

Ilia had no interest in this uncle whom she had never met before. She concealed her indifference with a listless expression while thinking about her next move.

After Xie Shu's repeated guidance, she answered a few questions casually.

Half an hour later, Xie Shu escorted the psychiatrist out of the ward and asked impatiently, "How is it?"

The psychiatrist sighed, "Ilia is not cooperating, so it won't be very helpful. It would be best if she could take an hour to focus on talking to me."

He hesitated.

In fact, after a brief chat, he felt that Ilia's illness was more like a fake.

The patient who tried to commit suicide by cutting her wrists twice did not behave like that at all.

But he couldn't say such things casually.

Xie Shu sighed when he heard this and made up his mind, "Okay, I'll take her there when she's discharged from the hospital."

……

Fu Zheng got off the plane and went directly to the address given in the email.

At the entrance of the grand Gothic building, he looked up at the luxurious plaque of Henry Hotel and said to Lu Yao, "Wait, if I don't come out in half an hour, call the police and contact Vice President Zhang."

"Don't worry." Lu Yao held a cigarette in his mouth.

Fu Zheng pulled up his mask and looked to the right at Secretary Yu. "Come on, follow me in."

Perhaps someone had already told them about it, so Fu Zheng reported the house number 0302, and the front desk directly asked them to go up.

In the long corridor, the door of Room 0302 was closed, no different from the other rooms.

But Fu Zheng knew that the flashing door in front of him was the door to Pandora's Box.

But he had to open it.

He had to get to the bottom of this.

Fu Zheng raised his hand, bent his knuckles, and knocked on the door.

After a few seconds of silence, a voice came from behind the door, speaking fluent English, "Who?"

"Charles."

The voice came again, "Why are you here?"

"To find out the truth about my beloved Fei Zeng's pregnancy and child."

Upon hearing this, Secretary Yu behind him looked at him in surprise, with a hint of sympathy in his expression.

With a click, the door opened.

A bearded white man stood behind the door and winked at Fu Zheng, "Come in."

Fu Zheng looked at him cautiously and walked in first.

Secretary Yu followed immediately.

The room was very large, and there were two big men sitting in the living room, looking ferocious, with extremely thick arms.

There were three of them in total, and each of them was extremely strong.

Secretary Yu secretly thought that this trip might not go smoothly.

He looked down at his arm, which was twice as thin as the one opposite, and couldn't help swallowing.

Why did he volunteer to come here? !

With a "click", the door behind me closed.

Fu Zheng sat down on the sofa opposite him without changing his expression and negotiated in English, "I'm here. Tell me, what do you know?"

The two big men looked at each other, and the one on the left took out three photos, placed them on the table, and pushed them in front of Fu Zheng.

Fu Zheng picked up the photos with a serious expression and looked through them one by one.

Two of them were photos I had seen in the email, and the third was a new photo.

In the photo, Wen Liang was sleeping on the hospital bed with a baby wrapped in swaddling clothes next to him.

Fu Zheng suppressed his inner thoughts and looked across, "Anything else? Where is the child in the photo?"

The big man said, "There are plenty of photos. As for the location of the child, it depends on Mr. Charles' sincerity."

"What do you want?"

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Charles, I can't make the decision. Please wait, our master hasn't arrived yet. When he comes, he will negotiate with you."

"I understand." Fu Zheng lowered his head and looked at the photo carefully.

"What do you want to drink?"

"Whatever."

The big man who opened the door went to make two cups of tea and placed them in front of Fu Zheng and Secretary Yu respectively, "Please enjoy your meal."

Outside the hotel, Lu Yao found a secluded place to squat, staring closely at the hotel entrance, and checking the time from time to time.

"Hey, brother, do you have a light? Lend me a light."

Suddenly a voice came from beside me.

Lu Yao raised his eyes and glanced at the man, and answered casually, "No."

"Ok."

Lu Yao glanced at his phone and suddenly realized something. His eyes dimmed. Something was wrong!

The person just now was a white man, but he was speaking Chinese!

Why couldn't he just ask anyone on the street for a light? Why did he have to come to him?

Lu Yao turned around immediately and saw the white man smiling at him and hitting him hard with a club.

"Bang" sound.

Lu Yao’s eyes went dark and he passed out.

Oops!

They've fallen into a trap!

The man looked at Lu Yao, who was lying unconscious on the ground with his legs spread out, raised his leg and kicked him, with a triumphant smile on his face.

He took out his phone and sent a message: "I'm OK here."

"clear."

Inside the hotel room, the big man on the left received a message from his companion and winked at the other two companions.

The companion understood, took out the towel he had prepared long ago, and quietly approached Fu Zheng and Secretary Yu from behind.

Secretary Yu was caught off guard and had a towel covering his mouth and nose. He struggled a few times with his eyes wide open and then passed out.

Fu Zheng always remained vigilant.

The moment the towel flashed in his peripheral vision, he clamped the hand of the person behind him and twisted it, and while the person was in pain, he quickly left the position.

"Catch him!" the big man with a sprained wrist shouted angrily.

Fu Zheng retreated to the corner, maintaining a fighting attitude at any time, and said angrily, "You... go back on your word."

"So what?" someone grinned.

Two fists were no match for four hands, and Fu Zheng fell into their hands and was knocked unconscious by the drug in the towel.

mission accomplished.

The three big men looked at each other and smiled smugly.

They are about to get tens of millions of dollars!

After contacting his companions, a few minutes later, his companions carried the unconscious Lu Yao in.

One of the big men made a phone call.

After the call was connected, he took credit and said, "Hello? Ms. Fu, we have succeeded here. What should we do next?"

"How many people are there in total?" Fu Qingyue's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Three."

"Send them to me and I'll give you the money and the goods."

"no problem!"

After hanging up the phone, Fu Qingyue curled the corners of her lips, and a hint of ruthlessness and determination flashed in her eyes.

If she doesn't kill Wen Liang, she won't be able to get rid of the hatred in her heart!

Fu Zheng is not here this time, let’s see where she can escape to!