Chapter 493

He just wants to fight for something for himself, depending on his ability.

"But I didn't do it."

He Rui: "Fu Cheng, don't you understand? It doesn't matter what you do. What matters is that in the eyes of the outside world and even the police, this is what you did. What did I say to you? I told you not to mess with him. Why don't you listen? "

Fu Cheng and Fu Jiang are obviously not the same kind of person, even if this time, also did not see him appear a little flustered, "my matter, you don't care, I will solve by myself."

The mobile phone rings, is the phone call from Fu Nanli, the people at that end of the voice is deep, can not hear the joy and anger, "dinner together in the evening."

"All right, brother."

Hung up the phone, He Rui worried: "Fu Nanli asked you to eat?"

"Yes."

"Why not refuse?"

"Why refuse? He's my brother, after all

"Are you not afraid of the Hongmen banquet? I've told you over and over again that he has never been a good judge. "

Fu Cheng pressed his mother's shoulder: "OK, it's OK."

At Xiaotangshan club that night, the long table under the crystal chandelier was covered with white tablecloth, and the tall glasses and silver plated knives and forks were shining in the light.

When Fu Cheng went in, Fu Nanli had already sat down. He laughed and called out his elder brother.

Fu Nanli also smiles at him: "sit down."

Fu Nanli sat on the Lord's seat, and Fu Cheng sat down beside him.

"Brother, how is your injury?"

Fu Nanli's slender fingers held the silver chopsticks, and his smile floated on the surface: "I can't die."

Fu Cheng lowered his eyes and put vegetables into the bone dish.

"That's good. I'm worried."

Fu Nanli finally looked up at him, "the result of the police investigation, some evidence points to you, do you have anything to say?"

He said so lightly, as if to say that the wine together tonight, Fu Cheng's hand, the air seems to be stagnant, it is clear that the atmosphere is peaceful, but Fu Cheng vaguely aware of the momentum of the sword, after a while, he just laughed, "brother, I don't have."

Fu Nanli's expression did not show joy and anger. He just lost his chopsticks, picked up a silk handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth: "the police said that the evidence points to you, and I really don't believe it."

Fu Cheng looked at his brother: "there must be some misunderstanding."

Fu Nanli's mouth slightly Yang: "the Fu family has a Fu Jiang, he has been in prison."

"Yes." The hand holding the chopsticks is tightly clenched, and the veins are exposed.

"I don't want another Fu Jiang from the Fu family. The Fu family will become a laughing stock for others."

"Brother said, I always keep it in mind."

"I have told the police that it should not be you, but the police pay attention to facts and evidence, and the evidence points to your bodyguards. I will not interfere with the law."

Fu Cheng held the chopsticks tightly, and his smile was helpless.

Setting up a set to let him carry the pot, he said with such a high profile that he really underestimated him and seriously underestimated him.

Strange to say, he studied abroad since he was a child. Zhonghuan is the only prince who doesn't have to fight for anything. He doesn't understand where his brother's scheming came from.

In the end, I'm afraid it was born.

"Brother said that maybe it was my bodyguard who did such a wicked thing behind my back. If it was really him, I would not condone treachery and give him to the police."