After hanging up the phone, Lao Sun signaled to Jiang Shu, "I agree."
She just smiled.
He showed up at the hospital in a wheelchair without blinking an eye, and went straight to the VIP ward. Zhou Liangqi's injury seemed to have improved a lot. He sat on the sofa and listened to Secretary Zhao's report.
He was not surprised to see Jiang Shu and waved to the bodyguard to let him go.
Jiang Shu slid his wheelchair in.
When Secretary Zhao saw that it was her, his voice suddenly stopped, and Zhou Liangqi motioned to him: "Keep talking."
"After the incident at the factory, the higher-ups are eyeing the shipment at the port. Do you think we should take the national highway or the highway? Should we go around a few times before proceeding?"
Zhou Liangqi squinted his eyes and basked in the sun with his bare arms, "Let Liu Jing get on the expressway. Go directly. The large army must be lurking on the national highway now, trying to make a feint."
"Yes." Secretary Zhao finished his report, nodded to Jiang Shu, and walked out.
There were only two people left in the ward. Zhou Liangqi straightened up and said, "Unfortunately, I am also a sick person. I can't pour you tea this time."
"I never like drinking tea."
"Is the wound better? Dr. Sun is a surgeon in Haicheng Surgery. You don't have to worry about leaving scars." Zhou Liangqi didn't care about her attitude.
"Your news is really fast." Jiang Shu lowered his eyes, "Let me tell you straight, Zhou Liangqi, does the incident at the factory have anything to do with you?"
Zhou Liangqi paused, "In your opinion, does it have anything to do with me?"
"Muyi knows about us, and even got the first-hand photos of our meeting. It's hard for me not to doubt that your approval is not included in them." Jiang Shu calmly narrated, "It was you who made it possible for Wen Yuan to return to China. I am very grateful to you.
?"
Zhou Liangqi picked up the gold-rimmed glasses on the side and slowly wiped them clean with a wet tissue, "So?"
"It's not surprising that Mu Yi can kidnap me, but it's even more difficult to kidnap Wen Yuan, the eldest lady."
The two looked at each other calmly, and Zhou Liangqi raised his eyebrows, "I sent the eldest lady of the Wen family into the tiger's mouth because I thought her life was too long?"
"I'm sure there is a bigger mastermind behind Mu Yi. The other party wants me to die, or Wen Yuan to die. Zhou Liangqi, you just need to tell me if it's you."
"No." He answered quickly.
"Can I trust you?"
Zhou Liangqi leaned over and unbuttoned her clothes one by one. She was trembling a little. She was always afraid of this powerful man.
"what are you doing?"
The clothes were open, revealing the wounds on her waist and abdomen. Her slender waist was as white as the gauze, and it was dazzlingly white.
Zhou Liangqi gently touched the wound with his finger, seeming to sigh, then raised his head and looked into Jiang Shu's eyes, "You can always trust me."
Her eyes were filled with excitement.
In the next week, Fu Shiyan was handling matters in Jiangcheng, accompanied by a little girl. Soon, this strange incident spread to the ears of Haicheng's subordinates.
When inspecting a subsidiary company that day, the executor accompanied him at the dinner table and turned to Wen Yuan, saying, "Mr. Fu has never openly taken a woman out with him. Miss Wen is the first one. It must be of extraordinary significance."
While talking, he hinted with ambiguous eyes.
Wen Yuan's face turned red and white, she didn't expect to be misunderstood, and when she looked at Fu Shiyan, she looked disapproving.
"Didn't you hear that Mr. Fu has a wife?"
Fu Shiyan's face darkened, and Wen Yuan immediately answered with a smile, "It's just a rumor."
Everyone nodded in hindsight.
No one dared to persuade Fu Shiyan to drink, but Wen Yuan drank one glass after another on the table.