Chapter 111 He is no longer Fu JinheJiang Jinfeng and Xia Chuwei go to the police station every day. "Captain Rong, are there any new clues in my mother's case?" He was anxious. In just a few days, he had lost weight visibly. Rong Shi apologized: "The kidnappers have not taken any further action yet, but we have cast a wide net and notified all undercover agents and informants. Once we have any clues, we will inform you as soon as possible, Mr. Jiang." "Then I'll trouble you, Captain Rong." Xia Chuwei already had a traumatic experience with the police station and just wanted to leave quickly with Jiang Jinfeng. Rong Shi looked at the two people's backs as they left, and for the first time he felt a little frustrated. Generally speaking, the golden rescue time for kidnapping cases is within 48 hours. So many days have passed now. The chances of Fu Yinhe being alive are slim.
At the same time, in a room on a small island, a man with neat short hair, holding a cigarette in his hand, was watching with satisfaction the image on the computer of Fu Yinhe eating a hungry mouse in the water. Not only did he not feel disgusted, he even felt secretly happy. Fu Yinhe, what you are going through now is not even one-tenth of what I went through back then. So, just enjoy it. The man took a puff of his cigarette and slowly pressed a button. A display slowly emerged from the wall of the dungeon where Fu Yinhe was. The display lights up. It was the scene in the police station where Jiang Jinfeng and Xia Chuwei were talking to Rong Shi. Fu Yinhe quickly threw away the mouse in her hand and hurriedly wiped the blood from her mouth with her sleeve, as if this could restore her dignified demeanor as the second lady of the Fu family and the wife of the Jiang family. She watched Jiang Jinfeng and Xia Chuwei walk out of the police station. I saw my son’s thin and lonely figure. I heard my son's voice which I hadn't heard for a long time. "Jinfeng, don't be negative. God is with you. Everything will be fine." Xia Chuwei took his hand and comforted him. In fact, the resentment in his eyes was clearly seen by Fu Yinhe in the water dungeon. She roared: "Jinfeng! This woman is not a good person! Don't trust her! She will hurt you!" Unfortunately, Jiang Jinfeng couldn't hear Fu Yinhe's voice. All he could hear was Xia Chuwei's careful comfort. This eased his grief a lot. He held Xia Chuwei's hand in return: "Weiwei, I know in my heart that after so many days, Mom must be in danger."
His voice was slightly choked. Fu Yinhe yelled, "No! Son, Mom is still alive! Come and save Mom!" Xia Chuwei said nothing, but just gave Jiang Jinfeng a hug. "Jinfeng, you still have me." Helping someone when they need it most is most valuable. Xia Chuwei's current existence is equivalent to the only duckweed that can support the body when drowning in the sea, making him subconsciously want to grab it. After all, they were on the street, and the two didn't hug each other for long. Xia Chuwei cautiously probed, "Jin Feng, since you also know that Mom should be... then why don't we hold her funeral earlier? I remember that Mom has several insurance policies, and the beneficiary should be you. This way we will have money to save the Jiang family and continue your project." Jiang Jinfeng looked up in surprise, wanting to say something, but no words came out. His slightly flickering eyes were clearly wavering. The monitor suddenly went dark and retreated back into the wall. Fu Yinhe had no way of knowing what Jiang Jinfeng and Xia Chuwei said next. She has been suffering from both physical and psychological torture these days and is almost going crazy. She kept looking around. "Come out!" "Fu Jinhe! Are you only capable of hiding in the dark and harming others now?" "Or are you saying that you are so ugly now that you are too embarrassed to see anyone?" “Hahahahaha…it must be like this. Even if you survived the explosion that year, you couldn’t have been unscathed. You must be extremely ugly now, maybe even disabled…” These days, Fu Yinhe supported herself by imagining Fu Jinhe's miserable appearance. How great a jealousy must one have to provide spiritual support and the courage to live? But Fu Jinhe refused to let her have her wish. He has never appeared in front of Fu Yinhe these days. Seeing that Fu Jinhe did not respond, Fu Yinhe continued to shout: "Fu Jinhe, you hate me. If you dare to touch my son, I will fight you to the death when I get out. Why should our grudges affect the next generation..." Fu Jinhe finally couldn't bear it anymore. He suddenly slammed the table, stood up, glared at the computer screen, and turned on the microphone. The unburned cigarette butt in his hand was just held in his palm, but he didn't seem to feel any pain at all. He suddenly interrupted Fu Yinhe and said, "Your son's life is life, so does that mean my son should die?" After that he turned off the microphone. He lowered his head, with his bangs covering half of his eyes, but even so, a surging and intense hatred still burst out. Fu Yinhe, I will return to you the pain you have inflicted on me a hundredfold and a thousandfold! Standing up, he walked out of the room.
Both sides of the corridor were filled with men in black, and they all bowed their heads respectfully when they saw him. In the spacious living room, a young man stood with his hands down, "BOSS." Fu Jinhe ordered: "Notify Xia Chuwei and act quickly. I will only give her three days." The young man nodded: "Yes." Then he turned around and went out. Fu Jinhe stood in the living room for a while, then slowly walked upstairs and pushed open the bedroom door. He stood in front of the dressing mirror, looking at the unfamiliar self inside, with self-mockery and sadness in his eyes. A strange face, a strange voice, a strange body... He is no longer Fu Jinhe. Just Jane. Jane lives only for revenge. …… Jiang Zao returned to the office after the meeting. Just as he was being teased by Fu Yanci for a while, Qin He knocked on the door and came in. "Madam, Jiang Jinfeng sent this." He placed an invitation on the table. Jiang Zao opened it and took a look, "He's going to hold a funeral for Fu Yinhe?" Qin He nodded: "Almost everyone in the circle who has had dealings with the Jiang family has received it." Jiang Zao was puzzled. Jiang Jinfeng was actually a bit of a mama's boy. How could such a person admit so quickly that his mother was dead before Fu Yinhe's body was found? Qin He explained: "Fu Yinhe had several insurance policies when she was alive. Once her death certificate is issued, all the insurance policies will take effect immediately. In this way, the Jiang family may be able to make a comeback, and Jiang Jinfeng can continue with the project at hand." Fu Yanci muttered to the side: "Nephew Jinfeng will never believe that the second sister is dead." Jiang Zao also thought so. But if it's for insurance, then everything is possible. After all, what Jiang Jinfeng needs most now is money. But she still asked, "Was it Jiang Jinfeng's own idea?" Qin He shook his head: "It was Xia Chuwei. She has been lobbying Jiang Jinfeng these days, and it was Xia Chuwei who first brought up the insurance issue." Poor elder sister.
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