Zeng Mingyue was always a little worried that Fu Jiabei would settle with him again. Anyway, he promised to forgive her now and said whether she was ill or not.
Zeng Mingyue was completely relaxed. She simply hung on Fu Jiabei. As soon as her eyes closed, she pretended to faint.
"Zeng Mingyue!"
Aware of her abnormality, Fu Jiabei was slightly surprised. He quickly caught Zeng Mingyue's soft body and quickly put her back to bed.
He was about to call a doctor when he saw Zeng Mingyue's closed eyes, but his eyes turned.
Suddenly, he hooked his lips and sat down by the bed.
This stupid woman suddenly learned to play tricks. I'm afraid he'll continue to deal with her. She even learned to pretend to be dizzy.
It's not professional to pretend.
I really should take her home and let my mother teach her acting skills.
Fu Jiabei thought, but he didn't expose Zeng Mingyue and didn't call her again.
Zeng Mingyue didn't recover. She just threw up and cried. She was very tired. She lay down for no more than two minutes and fell asleep unconsciously.
Seeing her sleeping in the past, Fu Jiabei stood up. He took the wound ointment on the table, smeared the redness, swelling and bruise on her face again, and then stepped out of the ward.
"Young master."
A bodyguard stood outside the door, waiting for orders at any time. When he saw Fu Jiabei coming out, he bowed his head respectfully.
"Stay here."
Fu jiabeifen gave an order and walked away.
Twenty minutes later, he came to the basement of a villa not far from the hospital.
The basement is a little dark. There are some sundries. There is a chair in the middle. There is a man tied to it. It is Wu Zhengyan.
Wu Zhengyan obviously had been repaired. His nose was blue and blue, his head hung down, and he looked half dead.
"Young master."
Fu Jiabei went down the stairs. The bodyguard guarding Wu Zhengyan was smoking. When he saw him coming, he directly pressed the cigarette end on Wu Zhengyan's head.
When Mars went out, Wu Zhengyan screamed.
The bodyguard lost his cigarette end and greeted Fu Jiabei respectfully.
Fu Jiabei did not approach Wu Zhengyan, but stood four steps away. He looked down at Wu Zhengyan like a bug in the sewer.
The expression is not much hate, only disgust and disgust.
Such a thing doesn't deserve him to pour more feelings and thoughts.
"Has he explained everything?"
He asked coldly.
The bodyguard glanced at Wu Zhengyan disdainfully and replied.
"This is a loser. He has no bones. He will explain everything at the first instance."
The bodyguard said and presented a mobile phone to Fu Jiabei. "This is his mobile phone. A man named h contacted him on wechat all the time. This man promised Wu Zhengyan that he would give him money and real estate as long as he could stop miss Zeng from falling in love with the young master. If Miss Zeng could marry him, it would be complete
If you break your mind, young master, the reward will be higher. "
As Fu Jiabei listened, he inched his fingers and looked up at the chat record between Wu Zhengyan and the man.
"Oh..."
Fu Jiabei sneered when he saw that Wu Zhengyan in wechat had done such a shameful thing for so little deposit and a small apartment.
"I... I really don't know who the other party is. I... all I know, I said, please, let me go, let me go."
Wu Zhengyan, with a black nose and a swollen face, tried to open his eyes, but his eyes were covered with blood and swelling. He could only see a vague figure.
He cried and begged, and now he knew he was afraid.
Fu Jiabei threw his mobile phone back to the bodyguard and walked towards Wu Zhengyan.
He stood still in front of Wu Zhengyan and raised his hand slightly. The bodyguard immediately put a dagger in his palm.
Fu Jiabei played with the dagger twice with his long and beautiful fingers. The dagger seemed to be stained with elegance and nobility in the palm of his hand.
But this did not damage its sharpness and coldness. The dagger flashed a cold white light at the bottom of Wu Zhengyan's eyes, and Wu Zhengyan immediately shook like chaff.
"Please..."
He shivered and begged, but the next second, the dagger was cold and murderous on his face.
The dagger moved slowly. Wu Zhengyan's swollen face was pressed out of blood by the dagger. He felt that the dagger would cut his skin, dig out his eyes, or directly cut his throat in the next second.
He was so afraid that he didn't even dare to cry for help and mercy. He trembled and shed tears and snivel.
"I don't know who ordered it? Huh?"
Fu Jiabei said coldly.
Wu Zhengyan really didn't know. He blinked desperately to make fu Jiabei believe that he had explained everything.
However, he heard Fu Jiabei's cold voice.
"It seems that I really don't know. In this case, there is no need to keep him."
Does that mean... To kill him?
Wu Zhengyan rolled his eyes in fear. He didn't faint directly because of his desire for survival. He trembled.
"I... I think that man came for... For Fu Shao. Maybe... He is your admirer..."
Wu Zhengyan's words are exactly what Fu Jiabei thought.
When he saw Wu Zhengyan's wechat transaction records, he already knew that the man came for himself, and Zeng Mingyue was dealt with in this way because he was his girlfriend.
The other party's purpose is very clear, which is to separate him and Zeng Mingyue.
If you don't have a grudge against him, you are really a woman who has an attempt on him, as Wu Zhengyan said.
Fu Jiabei's heart jumped out alone. If it was her, Fu Jiabei felt extremely absurd.
God knows, he didn't say a few words with that woman at all, and he didn't know her well.
"Young master."
Fu Jiabei withdrew his hand and shook his dagger. The bodyguard hurried forward.
Fu Jiabei threw the dagger, and the bodyguard reached out to catch it. Fu Jiabei turned and walked out, whispering.
"Since he likes to pretend to be impotent, he will help him. Before that, starve him for a few days. This scum wastes food."
He said that he had gone out and disappeared into the basement.
"Let me out, woo woo, let me out, you are illegally imprisoned..."
Wu Zhengyan struggled to survive the collapse.
"Fuck you!" the bodyguard kicked him, and even someone with a stool kicked him to the ground.
"As long as you can, do you know illegal imprisonment? Ah? I let you illegal imprisonment!"
The bodyguard followed Wu Zhengyan and kicked him. Wu Zhengyan kept screaming and dared not say anything superfluous.
The bodyguard let him go, "stay with you."
With that, he mended his foot and followed out of the basement. Soon there was a sound of locking the door outside the door.
The basement suddenly fell into a long darkness and silence. It took a long time to hear Wu Zhengyan's cry of collapse and extreme fear. He regretted it. He really regretted it. He shouldn't be obsessed. Even the young master's women dare to provoke him, but what's the use of regret now?