y relationship with Xiéláng was truly that of husband and wife. How did it become a lie in your mouth""Did I say this was fake What are you getting so worked up about, Madam Liu" Xie Wuyan let out a c...After going upstairs, she paused in front of the master bedroom door for a moment. Only after confirming that no one was following her did she walk towards Huo Mingzheng's study, making sure no one had seen her, she turned the doorknob and went inside, then closed the door behind her.

She hurried to the desk and opened Huo Mingzheng's computer, but she found that it wasn't connected to the internet at all.

Ji Lin is a rising star in the sports world, and his injury has drawn attention from all walks of life. The latest updates on his injury should be available online. Qin Heng's words are no different from those two days ago, but she just couldn't shake off a feeling of unease.

"I want to check it myself on the computer, but the computer is not connected to the internet. Huo Mingzheng is stopping me from using the computer."

Fu Yan sighed wearily. Without a phone, without a computer, and with no one to tell her what was happening outside, she felt utterly disconnected from society.

The network must have been turned off.

She opened several drawers of the desk in succession, hoping to find something useful. Finally, she pulled open the middle drawer and felt a compartment inside.

Her heart skipped a beat. She reached in with her fingers, and with a click, the secret compartment swung open from within.

I touched something that felt like a card.

She hurriedly took it out and looked at it. It was a line of powerful and vigorous characters—

Yanyan, take good rest and recover your health. Don't think of any more mischievous ideas.

Fù Yān wrinkled her brow, abruptly tossed the card aside; it was Hòu Míngzhēng's trap.

She turned her head to look out the window. The paper-cut "cow" design on the high window was illuminated by the sunlight, giving off a translucent red glow. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and stood up from her chair, leaving the study.

She pushed open the patio door. The sunshine was lovely, so she pulled up a chair and sat down. As soon as she was settled, she saw several armored cars drive out of the side gate one after another.

Ho Mingzheng is not at home, so where did all the bodyguards go

Fu Yan noticed something was amiss and immediately got up from her chair and walked back.

Everyone thought she was resting upstairs, no one noticed that she quietly went downstairs.

Lao Guanjia was holding a cell phone and talking on the phone by the window.

The person who made the arrangements has already left, there's an evening flight.

"Things are also arranged on the French side, with someone watching over Miss Li."

Fu Yan's hand pressed against the wall clenched suddenly, a layer of cold sweat breaking out on her spine.

France, Miss Li

Why is Huo Mingzheng sending Li Qin abroad and arranging so many bodyguards

...It just so happened at this critical juncture, after Qi Lin's accident...

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Zhang Ying said that day, Ji Lin asked him about Li Qin's affairs, and then Ji Lin had an accident. How could it be such a coincidence that he would send Li Qin abroad Could it be...

Could it be that Ji Lin's car accident wasn't really an accident

But that day Huo Mingzheng had given her a definite answer, saying he wouldn't deceive her again. Could it be that he had lied to her again

Luo Guantao said into the phone, "The traffic accident investigation from the Traffic Police Brigade has arrived... Okay, I'll take it right away."

Fu Yan's back felt a chill as she thought about the traffic accident investigation by the Traffic Police Department.

Luo Guanjia hung up the phone, and Fu Yan hurried upstairs, hiding in the corner between the first and second floors.

After Luo Guanjia had left, she went upstairs back to the master bedroom, stumbling to the bedside, and pulled open the drawer of the nightstand. She took out the car accident report Cao Yuan had given her.

The stamp at the end is from a certain authentication institution.

Lao Shu's conversation kept replaying in her mind.

In the blink of an eye, a thought flashed through his mind.

The appraisal report in her hand was forged by Huo Mingzheng.l, and stopped in front of the driver. He tapped his head with the butt of the gun, "Hey What do you think you are, calling me 'brother'"The driver’s usually pale face was now completely devoid of col...