Chapter 1294

She was terrified.

The next day, he asked for leave with the crew and didn't go to film.

Fu Chuan's people have been staring at Lin Lang, she asked for leave, Fu Chuan will know.

She was guilty, so his guess was absolutely accurate.

He pondered and sent another message [did the real Lin Lang stay on the island of Thailand? ]

Lin Lang was having lunch at home. When she saw the news, her face turned white. She reached for the corner of the table, and her expression was somewhat ferocious.

I don't know what you're talking about. ]

this is her only confidence. There is no evidence. Even if the other party questions her, she can't be treated without evidence.

[do you think you're really her after cosmetic surgery? Isn't this kind of lie broken at once? ]

Lin Lang was suddenly discouraged.

Fu Chuan went to Fu Nanli and reported to him: "it's confirmed that Fang Yun has replaced Lin Lang, and the plastic surgery has become Lin Lang's appearance. I also found out that the real Lin Lang is blood group A, the most common blood type. Lin Lang's parents died when she was about 10 years old, and then followed Du Tai for a period of time."

"Don't you know her blood type?"

Fu Chuan showed his hand: "ordinary people do not pay much attention to blood type if they don't need blood transfusion or something. Some people are 50 or 60 years old. If you ask them to say their blood types, he can't tell them. Lin Lang has not had any serious illness, so Mrs. Du doesn't know that her blood type is normal."

Fu Nanli jaw head: "yes."

"So what's next?"

"Let's have a showdown. Make an appointment with her and let her go to Xiaotangshan. I'll talk to her."

On Saturday night, Lin Lang went to the private room of Fu Nanli in Xiaotang mountain. Seeing the handsome man sitting at the end of the long table, he was afraid to step forward.

To disturb her life, why is she so difficult?

Fu Nanli was cutting the steak slowly, looked up at her, and fell behind her. The sky was low outside the window. The atmosphere in the huge private room was oppressive.

"Sit down." The man opened his mouth in a low voice, and Lin Lang slowly sat on the opposite side far away from him.

"Miss Lin Or I should call you Miss Fang. " Fu Nanli's eyes are covered with evil, which makes Lin Lang tremble.

"What do you want to do She asked, gritting her teeth.

"Did you kill?" The man's eyes are sharp, forcing Lin Lang not to look at his eyes.

Her hand, which was holding the bag, was shaking violently, and the corners of her mouth twitched. "I didn't kill."

"Are you sure?"

Lin Lang stares at him: "I didn't kill."

Fu Nanli put down his knife and fork and took time to look at her: "even if you didn't kill people, but you took the place of others. What do you think you will face after this incident is exposed?"

Lin Lang lowered his eyes and seemed to have given up the struggle. "Anyway, I didn't kill people. I don't need to bear any criminal responsibility."

Fu Nanli didn't open his mouth. Fu Chuan, standing on one side, said coldly: "let alone whether the police believe you or not, just say that your life now and everything you have gained in the entertainment industry will be in vain."

Lin Lang looked up at them: "what do you want?"

Fu Chuan smile: "blood donation."

Lin Lang bit the corner of his mouth, clenched his fist, and his eyes flashed with cold light: "I'll think about it."

Fu Chuan tapped on the table: "you only have three days."

Lin Lang nodded: "good."

When she left the private room and went to the door, Fuchuan stopped her: "did you really not kill?"