"Fu Zheng, my computer hasn't been fixed yet?"

The assistant knew that Wen Liang's computer was broken, so he simply sent some files and messages to her directly via WeChat.

But when it comes to work efficiency, mobile phones are still not as good as computers.

Wen Liang stood at the door of the study, stroking her belly with one hand.

Fu Zheng behind the desk glanced at her, then stood up and came to help her. "I don't know either. I'll ask Special Assistant Yang later. You can use my computer first."

"Will it delay your work?"

"It's okay, you use it first." Fu Zheng helped Wen Liang sit down behind the desk. He supported the back of the chair with one hand and moved the mouse with the other hand to close the page he was working on, leaving the computer to Wen Liang.

"Row."

Wen Liang opened WeChat and was surprised to find Fu Zheng’s WeChat logged in.

Wen Liang was also a former employee of Fu Corporation, and was Fu Zheng's superior and subordinate. She knew Fu Zheng very well. When handling work, he mostly used emails or phone calls. At worst, he had the R&D center's internal APP, so he rarely used WeChat.

Many times, his computer does not log in to WeChat.

This time, not only did he use WeChat, but his most recent contact was Special Assistant Yang.

Special Assistant Yang always makes calls directly.

"What's wrong?" Fu Zheng remained calm.

Wen Liang raised his eyebrows, "Are you so confident in letting me use your computer? Aren't you afraid that I'll check your WeChat?"

"If you want to check, check it." Fu Zheng smiled, "Why would I be afraid of you checking it? If I really want to hide something from you, how can I find it out just by checking WeChat?"

"Indeed." Wen Liang nodded thoughtfully.

She still feels that Fu Zheng has not told her something.

Previously, regarding the matter concerning Chu Siyi, Fu Zheng had said that he had no choice but to do so. However, until now she still didn't know what the so-called difficulties Fu Zheng was talking about were.

Now, he never mentioned that incident again.

Wen Liang didn't think about it any further. He logged out of Fu Zheng's WeChat, logged into his own account, and transferred the file to his computer.

Fu Zheng pursed his lips and breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll ask Special Assistant Yang to see how the computer is being repaired."

He dialed Special Assistant Yang's phone number.

After hearing his purpose, Special Assistant Yang replied, "Oh, Mr. Fu, I'm sorry. The maintenance worker at the service center told me a few days ago that they couldn't repair my wife's computer and had already returned it to the original manufacturer. I wanted to tell you, but I was too busy with work these days and forgot. I'm really sorry."

"Okay, I see."

Fu Zheng hung up the phone and relayed Assistant Yang's original words to Wen Liang.

Wen Liang frowned, "Return to the original factory? Is it that bad?"

Fu Zheng nodded seriously, "Well, water can damage electronic components and motherboards, don't underestimate it."

Wen Liang didn't know much about this and nodded, not quite understanding.

After finishing the work, Wen Liang stood up and returned the computer to Fu Zheng, "You continue to be busy."

"it is good."

Fu Zheng sent Wen Liang out of the room before returning to the study.

He logged back into his WeChat and opened the chat room with Special Assistant Yang.

Just half an hour ago, Special Assistant Yang sent a message: Mr. Fu, someone from Dengyuan News sent a message saying that someone wanted to expose information about his wife, but the call has been put on hold.

Three pictures and an edited text are attached.

The text content is about Wen Liang's chaotic private life, pregnancy and childbirth during her exchange in Philadelphia, fabricating facts and tarnishing her reputation.

Fu Zheng replied: Has the whistleblower checked?

Special Assistant Yang: We checked, and it’s the same as the last email, sent from an Internet cafe. The surveillance was also broken, but Lao Liu and the others compared the registration records of the Internet cafe with the surveillance at the street and intersection, and locked in on two people.

Fu Zheng: Go check them out first and find a way to try them.

Special Assistant Yang: Yes.

After taking a shower, slowly and warmly apply essential oil on the abdomen to prevent stretch marks.

Perhaps it’s because she has a better physique, and with proper care, there are currently no wrinkles on her protruding belly.

The scars on her face have become almost invisible due to long-term physiological metabolism and the effects of freckle-lightening essence.

At this time, WeChat rang.

Don’t worry about the temperature or coolness. After applying the essence oil, massage slowly to allow it to be absorbed.

WeChat rang again.

She took a tissue to wipe her hands, picked up her cell phone and turned it on.

The sender of the message turned out to be Yunqiao!

Wen Liang's heartbeat skipped half a beat.

She hasn't been in touch with Yunqiao for a long time.

The last time we contacted each other was after Chu Siyi passed away.

The day before Chu Siyi died, she told Wen Liang that there was a hidden story behind her father's death and that she was being used by someone.

Before Wen Liang had the chance to see Chu Siyi, she passed away.

Chu Siyi's death was suspicious and the clues were interrupted.

This also shows that if that were true, Chu Siyi would have been silenced, and in the police detention center.

It can be seen that the forces behind this are powerful and deeply rooted.

It is very likely collusion between officials and businessmen.

For a long time afterwards, Wen Liang didn't want to alert the enemy and get into danger, so he didn't pay any attention to the matter.

She privately hired Yunqiao to investigate Chu Siyi's social interactions. As time passed, many traces had been erased, so she asked Yunqiao to investigate slowly and secretly without rushing.

Several months have passed and there is finally news?

Wen Liang opened Yunqiao's dialog box and saw that Yunqiao had sent him two pictures.

Is that her in the picture?

Why did Yunqiao post this?

Wen Liang clicked on the first one in confusion.

She was walking down the street pregnant.

Wen Liang noticed something was wrong at first glance. The street style of the background was obviously not Jiangcheng, and her face in the photo looked very young, as if she was in college.

For a moment, Wen Liang felt that this photo was photoshopped.

She swiped to see the second photo.

The two photos are similar, the only difference is that the bulge in the abdomen is more obvious, making it look like the baby is about to be born. The background is also different, with passers-by in nurse uniforms behind her, making it look like a hospital.

What does Yunqiao mean by this?

Wen Liang replied with a question mark.

While waiting for a reply, she scrolled back to the first photo in confusion.

The more she looked at it, the less it looked like a photoshopped picture. She couldn't find any traces of it.

This background... seems to be Philadelphia?

Wen Liang confirmed again that it was 34th Street in Philadelphia, near the University of Pennsylvania.

She is a college student in Philadelphia.

These two items make perfect sense.

The only thing that doesn't make sense is that she is pregnant in the photo.

What exactly is going on?

Yunqiao never responded.

Wen Liang's head ached slightly, and she called Yunqiao, but no one answered.

Did she get pregnant during her exchange in Philadelphia?

Impossible, if that were the case, where did the child go?

Wen Liang tried to recall it carefully, but no matter how hard she tried, her mind was blank.

My head hurts more and more.

Wen Liang rubbed his brows.

Suddenly, the WeChat message sounded again.

Wen Liang quickly picked up the phone.

Yunqiao sent another photo. The young girl was lying on the hospital bed, with a swaddled baby next to her. The baby’s face was red and his eyes were closed, as if the baby had just been born.


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