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The reporter looked at each other in bewilderment and asked the last key question: "Mr. Fu, what do you think of some illegal underground transactions in nightclubs?"

Fu Haitang put his hands on both sides of the interview table and glanced at the reporter.

"This is not my concern. I only know that our country has a sound legal system and any illegal acts will not be tolerated on our territory."

Fu Haitang's words were broadcast on TV.

Song Weiyu held the remote control and watched it countless times.

Her cell phone had been taken away by Han Guanshan. She was like a bird stranded on an isolated island, with wings but unable to fly away.

"Let's go, Qiqi. Pack your things. We must leave today." Han Guanshan extended his hand to her.

Song Weiyu put down the remote control and recalled the last eye contact with Fu Haitang today countless times in his mind. He always felt that he must have other plans.

He must be able to control the overall situation.

What she needed to do was to stop Han Guanshan from leaving the country, then get the USB drive and wait for him to come.

She stood up, her palm facing up: "Give me the USB first, I can only go with you after I have read it."

"Qiqi! Don't waste time. When have I ever lied to you? I will definitely give you the USB drive after we land!"

He walked forward and pulled Song Weiyu's hand, but Song Weiyu pulled it away.

The movement was too big and pulled the wound. She covered her shoulder in pain and said word by word through gritted teeth: "Give me the USB drive, I need to confirm it first!"

Han Guanshan saw the blood oozing from her shoulder and couldn't help but curse, "Fuck!"

Trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart, he took a deep breath and asked Zhou Qingye for the USB drive, "I'll only give you 10 minutes. After you finish reading, we'll leave immediately."

Han Guanshan brought her a computer and plugged in a USB drive.

She clicked the play button with trembling hands.

At first, the video only shows Fu Haitang wearing a gray shirt and drinking water, but the environment is obviously a hospital because there is a psychotherapy chair behind him.

From the moment Fu Haitang started taking off her shirt, she was so shocked that she was speechless.

Assistant Yu said he had many injuries on his body, and she had thought about it, but she didn't expect so many and so creepy.

There were dense and overlapping layers of blood mixed with the newly formed scabs, which were scratched by him, revealing the delicate skin and flesh.

Song Weiyu covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

At the end of the shot, Fu Haitang was tied to a chair, struggling and screaming like an irrational trapped animal, allowing the rough ropes to rub the wounds on his body and dig into his flesh.

Han Guanshan turned off the computer and said, "Don't look at it, you will be scared."

"Afraid?" Song Weiyu stared at him fiercely.

Wiping away tears, "Why would I be afraid of him?"

Han Guanshan pursed his lips tightly, and the veins on his arms were obviously stretched to the extreme, and every bulging arc revealed his suppressed anger.

He pulled out the USB drive, picked her up and walked out.

While he wasn't paying attention, Song Weiyu snatched the USB drive, ran into the bathroom, threw it into the toilet, and flushed it away neatly.

The man behind her looked at her coldly but did not stop her.

"Can we go now?"

Song Weiyu pushed his hand away and rubbed the place he touched hard, with a look of disgust on her face.

She didn't understand where her disgust came from. If it was because of drug trafficking, she should be even more angry and sad.

This disgust welled up from the bottom of his heart, fermenting and expanding along with the tense atmosphere between the two of them.

"Han Guanshan, the injuries on his body were all caused by you, right? I am clearly married to him, why was I next to you when I woke up? Did you really imprison me?"

He didn't deny it, but his whole body grew visibly colder and his patience gradually ran out.

She yelled, hugged herself helplessly, and stepped back step by step.

It seemed as if the hand reaching out to her at this moment was not the strong and powerful hand that held her on his shoulders to pick apricots back then.

It was a cancer, a demon, a ghost that dragged her into the abyss.

Han Guanshan's irritable anger was sparked by her tears, "Song Weiyu, I gave you face, didn't I! I told you a long time ago that you shouldn't fall in love with Fu Haitang! You and him are simply natural enemies!"

Song Weiyu's face turned pale, his lips gradually lost color, he held his chest in pain and couldn't speak, he became limp and unconscious.

She fell down, and Han Guanshan's anger was suppressed. "Hurry, send her to the hospital."

He picked her up and walked straight to the door without thinking.

"Brother, it's too late."

Zhou Qingye looked at his watch. "The plane is ready. The transfer bus will arrive at the landing point in 2 hours. We have to transfer three times, and each one must arrive on time so that we can leave the country quietly."

If it is delayed for one minute, the transfer vehicle will be found to have problems.

Han Guanshan looked at the unconscious person in his arms, kissed her forehead reluctantly, and smiled again.

"Qingye, come on, I'll take her to the hospital."

"Actually, when I returned to China this time, I didn't plan to leave alive."