He just wants to fight for something for himself, it all depends on his own ability.
“But it wasn’t me who did it.”
He Rui: "Fu Cheng, don't you understand? It doesn't matter whether you did it or not. What matters is that in the eyes of the outside world, or even the police, you did it. What did I tell you? I told you not to mess with him, why didn't you listen?"
Fu Cheng was obviously not the same kind of person as Fu Jiang. Even at this time, he did not show any panic. "Don't worry about my affairs. I will handle them myself."
The phone rang. It was Fu Nanli calling. The man on the other end had a deep voice, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry. "Let's have dinner together tonight."
"Okay, bro."
After hanging up the phone, He Rui worriedly asked, "Fu Nanli asked you to have dinner?"
"yes."
"Why not refuse?"
"Why would you refuse? He is my brother after all."
"Aren't you afraid of a Hongmen Banquet? I've told you again and again that Fu Nanli is never a pushover."
Fu Cheng pressed his mother's shoulder: "Okay, it's okay."
That night at the Xiaotangshan Club, the long table under the crystal chandelier was covered with a white tablecloth, and the high-heeled wine glasses and silver-plated knives and forks sparkled under the light.
When Fu Cheng went in, Fu Nanli was already sitting there. He smiled and called out "Brother" as if nothing had happened.
Fu Nanli also smiled at him: "Sit down."
Fu Nanli sat in the main seat, and Fu Cheng sat down next to him.
"Brother, are you okay with your injury?"
Fu Nanli held the silver chopsticks with his slender fingers, a smile on his face: "I won't die."
Fu Cheng lowered his eyes and put the food into the bone dish.
"That's good. I was worried."
Fu Nanli finally looked up at him. "According to the police investigation, some evidence points to you. Do you have anything to say?"
He said it so calmly, as if he was talking about drinking together tonight. Fu Cheng paused, and the air seemed to stagnate. It was obviously a peaceful atmosphere, but Fu Cheng vaguely sensed the momentum of a sword being drawn. After a long while, he smiled and said, "Brother, I didn't."
Fu Nanli's expression showed no emotion. He just dropped the chopsticks in his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth with a piece of silk. "The police said the evidence points to you. I really don't believe it."
Fu Cheng looked at his brother: "There must be some misunderstanding."
Fu Nanli raised his lips slightly: "The Fu family already has a Fu Jiang, and he's already in jail."
"Yes." The hand holding the chopsticks was clenched tightly, with veins exposed.
"I don't want another Fu Jiang to appear in the Fu family. The Fu family will become a topic of conversation and a laughing stock for others."
"Brother is right. I have always kept it in mind."
"I have already told the police that it is not you. However, the police focus on facts and evidence. The evidence points to your bodyguard, so I will not interfere with the law."
Fu Cheng tightened his grip on the chopsticks, with a helpless smile on his face.
He set a trap and made him take the blame, and made it sound so righteous. His cousin really underestimated him, seriously underestimated him.
It's strange to say, he studied abroad since he was a child, and he was the only prince in Zhonghuan, so he didn't have to fight for anything. He didn't understand where his brother's scheming got from.
When it comes down to it, I'm afraid it's innate.
"Brother is right. Maybe it was my bodyguard who did such a heinous thing behind my back. If it was really him, I would not tolerate it and would definitely hand him over to the police."
(End of this chapter)