Seeing her like this, Du Hongsheng couldn't bear to blame her. He could only sigh and say, "Okay, okay, now that things have come to this, let's not talk too much. Let's try to make amends."
Du Weiyang hummed softly and sat aside swinging her legs.
Mrs. Du held her hand and said, "Weiyang, aren't you and Wen Qiao on good terms? Isn't it okay for you to beg her?"
"I have to save face. I am too embarrassed to beg others for help."
Mrs. Du was speechless.
The family sat in the lounge, looking out the window at the club's lobby.
It was not until eight o'clock in the evening that Mrs. Du saw Wen Qiao and Fu Nanli walking out surrounded by several bodyguards. She rushed out and followed Wen Qiao, saying urgently, "Miss Wen, Miss Wen..."
Wen Qiao looked ahead coldly, not even glancing at Mrs. Du.
Mrs. Du said humbly, "Miss Wen, I was wrong before. I didn't recognize the great man. Please forgive me and continue to help our Boyan treat his illness. I beg you."
Fu Nanli paused, put his arm around Wen Qiao's waist, and looked at Mrs. Du coldly: "I'm sorry, Qiao'er doesn't dare to treat your young master anymore. If the treatment is good, you will be grateful. If the treatment is not good, I'm afraid you will find a way to send her to prison. I don't trust Qiao'er to do such a risky thing."
Mrs. Du was ashamed: "Mr. Fu, I was really too concerned. Boyan is my son. I lost my composure when I saw he was unconscious. I really sincerely apologize to Xiao Wen."
Fu Nanli said indifferently: "You don't need to apologize. It's just that you said yourself that you don't want our Qiao'er to interfere in your son's affairs anymore. Our Qiao'er is not very capable. Mrs. Du, please find someone else."
After saying that, he took Wen Qiao out of the club. Mrs. Du swayed a little, but was caught by Du Hongsheng and did not fall down.
She regretted her decision so much that her tears almost dried up.
With a slap, she slapped herself. Wen Qiao walked outside the door and saw this scene through the glass door.
Fu Nanli pulled her into the car and asked, "Are you moved with compassion so quickly?"
Wen Qiao crouched down and got into the car: "Let her hang out for two more days."
To compromise so quickly must mean Mrs. Du is unrepentant.
Two days later, Fu Chuan came to Fu Nanli's apartment again: "Something is very strange. Let me tell you first."
Fu Nanli put down the chopsticks in his hand, picked up the handkerchief to wipe the corner of his mouth, and said lazily: "What's wrong?"
"Five years ago, before Lin Lang retired, she went traveling. She brought her assistant with her. Her name was Fang Yun. Fang Yun went with her to Thailand, to a relatively unknown uninhabited island in Thailand. It was a typhoon day, so there were not many tourists. I checked the surveillance video, and you can take a look."
As he spoke, he placed a tablet computer next to Fu Nanli's hand, which contained a video of not very clear quality.
It can be seen that Lin Lang and Fang Yun entered the mountain together, but when they came out a few days later, there was only one person. She was wearing a baseball cap and a mask. Judging from her clothes, it should be Lin Lang.
Fu Nanli frowned: "Is this Lin Lang?"
Fu Chuan nodded: "Why do you have such doubts? It must be Lin Lang, right? He is wearing Lin Lang's clothes, who else could it be but Lin Lang?"
"Lin Lang and Fang Yun seem to be similar in stature. How can you be so sure it's Lin Lang?"
Fu Chuan looked puzzled: "This..."
(End of this chapter)