Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

Chapter 741 A Family Man

Glancing at the man next to him, Wen Liang became angry as he thought about how scared he had just been. He reached out and grabbed his waist.

Unfortunately, his waist was full of tight muscles and he couldn't pull it up.

Fu Zheng turned his head and looked at her, saying seriously: "Why are you touching me?"

Wen Liang: "..."

She smiled wryly, "Why, you don't want me to touch you?"

"I am a married man. How can I let you touch me casually? Miss Wen, you have crossed the line." Fu Zheng turned his head away.

"I think you are pretty, and touching you is a compliment to you. Since you are so ignorant, I will not force you. Please go." Wen Liang glanced at him indifferently.

Fu Zheng: "Miss Wen knew that my wife was in critical condition and needed money for treatment. She said she would let me go, but in fact she was still blackmailing me with money."

Wen Liang: "...Yes, I am so despicable, so if you agree to my conditions, I will agree to pay for your wife's treatment."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Please me."

Fu Zheng stood up and knelt on one knee in front of Wen Liang.

"Mr. Fu, your skills are not that good..."

"is it?"

Wen Liang bit his lower lip, "Yeah."

Just then, Wen Liang's cell phone rang.

She took out her cell phone from her pocket, looked at the caller ID, raised her index finger towards Fu Zheng, and answered the call.

Xin Feng's voice came from the phone, "Have you returned to your room?"

"Ah."

"Did you find out any useful information?"

Wen Liang said, "Lucas Garcia... Emily said... his real identity is Richard Brown, an associate professor of psychology at XX University... Go check this person. He alone can't hypnotize me into amnesia, go check which of the four psychologists from Country M he is related to. And..."

Wen Liang took the phone away, took a deep breath, and inserted his fingers into Fu Zheng's hair, signaling him to stop. "Check the Rare Blood Type Mutual Aid Association under the KL Group. Oh, and there is a woman named Emma. Emily said that the media reported that the KL Group was involved in human experiments before. Check this out too."

"it is good."

"Be careful. If you have any questions, ask Lu Yao to help you."

"clear."

hang up the phone.

Wen Liang's whole body tensed up and he cried out in collapse.

"Miss Wen, how is my technique?"

"..."

"Miss Wen, who was the man just now?"

"Xin Feng."

"Is he the detective Lu Yao mentioned?"

"Ah."

"Huo Dongcheng recommended it to you?"

"..."

Fu Zheng laughed and suddenly exerted force.

……

Two hours later, Wen Liang packed the equipment in the suitcase and left with Fu Zheng.

Coincidentally, as soon as they went out, they ran into Robert and Emily across the street.

They seemed to be going downstairs for dinner.

Wen Liang glanced at Emily calmly, then naturally reached out and held Fu Zheng's strong arm beside him, turned his head and gave him a gentle smile, "Honey, let's go, I'm a little hungry."

Fu Zheng nodded in understanding, patted the back of her hand with his arm, and gave her a gentle but protective look in response.

His tall stature and calm aura form a natural barrier.

The two of them walked hand in hand past Robert and Emily as if no one was around, and walked calmly towards the elevator.

Robert frowned and glanced at the strange but well-matched Asian faces. His gaze lingered on Fu Zheng's expensive watch, but he did not take it seriously, treating them as just ordinary guests staying in the hotel.

Emily secretly breathed a sigh of relief, lowered her eyes and followed Robert's footsteps.

On the way to the restaurant, Wen Liang told Fu Zheng about the information he had found during this period and the treatment situation.

The Fu Group's influence here is naturally not as great as that of the local KL Group, but Fu Zheng has some connections here, and can use the excuse of cooperation to investigate the affairs of the KL Group's headquarters.

The next day, the morning sun lazily sprinkled on the meticulously trimmed lawn of Wilson Manor. The branches and leaves of the huge oak trees swayed in the breeze, casting mottled light and shadows.

A black car drove smoothly through the carved cast iron gate, along the winding private driveway, and finally stopped in front of the majestic gray-white main building.

Fu Shifan, who was playing in the rainbow castle on the lawn, saw the person getting off the car and his eyes lit up.

"father!"

Fu Shifan slid down the slide, ran towards Fu Zheng happily, and threw herself into his arms.

She looked up with surprise on her flushed face, "Dad, why are you here? Are you here to pick me up?"

Fu Zheng picked her up, held up his daughter's soft cheek, and kissed her forehead, "Dad is here on a business trip. Fanfan, do you miss Dad?"

"I do! I really do!" Fu Shifan nodded vigorously.

At this moment, a low and slightly scrutinizing cough was heard.

Fu Zheng looked up and saw old Wilson, leaning on an ebony cane, standing next to the French double doors leading to the inner hall.

"Grandpa!"

"Mr. Fu." Old Wilson's voice was calm and even, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry. "Did you have a smooth journey?"

Fu Zheng held Fanfan in his arms and nodded politely, "Thank you for your concern. How is Mr. Wilson doing recently? I heard that things are not going well in your company recently?"

"It's just hearsay." Old Wilson smiled and handed the newspaper in his hand to the butler standing beside him, "Sit inside."

Two adults and one child sat down in the living room, and the maid served them tea, fruit and cakes.

Old Wilson asked casually, "Mr. Fu, are you here to take Carol back to China?"

Fu Zheng: "Not exactly, Mr. Wilson. I have some things to take care of in Philadelphia, so I expect to stay here for a while."

Old Wilson smiled a little more. He picked up the Cuban cigar cutter on the coffee table and slowly trimmed a cigar. His movements were more leisurely than ever in the past few days. "Oh? Is that so? Since Mr. Fu is busy, I'm afraid he can't take care of Carol. Then let Carol continue to live here. You can pick her up and leave when you are done."

Fu Shifan stared at Fu Zheng secretly, and when he saw Fu Zheng nod in agreement, he squeezed his hand unhappily.

Fu Zheng explained to the little girl, "Fanfan, Dad and Auntie are very busy and don't have the energy to take care of you. You stay here for a few more days, and we will come to see you when we are free."

Beyond that, there’s the issue of safety.

He didn't want to involve Fanfan and put him in danger.

The little girl pouted and reluctantly replied, "Okay."

When she looked up, she saw Old Wilson looking at her with a sad face.

She immediately put on a smile, ran back to her grandfather, and rubbed his arm affectionately, "Grandpa."

Fu Zheng looked around the slightly empty and luxurious hall and remembered something, "Mr. Wilson, why is Mrs. Wilson not here?"