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â my wife accepted your apology, but that doesnât mean i accepted it. â
âdid i allow you to leave?â
a âbeng beng bengâ sound was heard.
the string in nie xiâs head snapped. the inexplicable fear made the little bit of color that had just recovered on her face quickly fade away.
âthird master?â the manager turned to look at fu chen. he had already apologized. what was this man up to now?
âi have a few things to ask her.â fu chen said bluntly.
he didnât hold back and raised his hand.
he meant to turn her wheelchair around.
the manager also noticed that fu chen seemed to be picking a fight on purpose. he only hit song fengwan, did he have to be so aggressive? wasnât that a little too overbearing?
however, in a world where the strong preyed on the weak, you were still the one in the wrong. there was no other way.
when nie xi faced fu chen again, he was holding song fengwanâs hand and rubbing the pink diamond ring on his ring finger.
âthird master, is there anything else?â
nie xi tried her best to remain calm. â i was indeed too rude just now. i apologize to your wife. â
everyone was waiting for fu chen to speak, because it was a small matter, but fu chen didnât let it go. it was indeed a bit of bullying.
however, fu chen only smiled. â thatâs not what i wanted to talk about. â
â iâm sure miss ling still remembers that you attended the opening banquet of xu holdings, and ... â
âwhen wanwan fell down the stairs, you were on the second floor.â
what iâm afraid of will come ...
nie xi knew that even the police couldnât find any evidence, so fu chen probably couldnât do anything to her. she just didnât expect him to ask this question in front of so many people.
at that time, her heart was beating so fast that it was about to break.
it was as if he had lost all sense of awareness, and many scenes from before appeared in his mind.
in fact, many of the people who came to the banquet today had also attended the opening banquet of xu holdings that day. the memory of song fengwan falling down the stairs was still fresh in their minds. however, no one knew about the murderer at that time, so the police would not reveal it to anyone.
however, everyone knew that the murderer must have been on the second floor!
therefore, when fu chen raised this question, everyone subconsciously thought that nie xi was a suspect and looked at her strangely.
âwas she on the second floor? why donât i have any impression of it?â
â iâm not sure. i didnât notice her. but her legs are disabled. how could she commit a crime? even if she did, she probably wouldnât be able to escape. â
â itâs hard to say. it was so chaotic at that time. itâs possible that he took advantage of the chaos and escaped. â
â but itâs not as if thereâs no surveillance. i always thought that song fengwan was overthinking things and that she slipped and fell. â
â¦â¦
nie xi tried her best to control her emotions, but no one could remain calm in front of someone like fu chen.
moreover, she was the one with a guilty conscience.
âthird master, what do you mean by this? i was not the only one on the second floor.â nie xi didnât know how much her voice was trembling.
his heart was palpitating.
âwhy would i do anything to miss song?â
âyour question is really ...â
fu chen laughed. â miss nie, are you overthinking it? i just wanted to ask if you were on the second floor. what are you thinking? â
âi ...â
âi just wanted to ask if you saw anyone suspicious.â
âiâve already told the police everything i know. if you want to know the situation, why donât you go to the police? iâm really feeling a little uncomfortable.â
nie xi had tried her best to keep calm.
in fact, fu chen hadnât started to be aggressive yet, but she was flustered and lost first. she looked away slightly and didnât dare to look at him.
âthen, miss ling, do you still remember the design competition award ceremony held by beijing university?â
everyone was confused. how did it get back to that?
however, that was the first time fu chen and song fengwan had gotten together in a high-profile manner. at that time, the outside world had been discussing it very much.
âi remember.â nie xiâs heart trembled.
outsiders didnât know what he meant, but she knew deep down that everything fu chen mentioned was like a knife stabbing into her heart, as if he was breaking down her psychological defense step by step.
it really made one collapse.
â when the curtain fell backstage, it was mr. jiang who protected wanwan. if he hadnât been hit by that thing, he probably wouldnât have been injured, but he would have been scared to death. â
everyone was in a daze. there was actually such a thing. this explained why there were intimate photos of song fengwan and jiang duanyan on the internet.
â there was indeed such a thing at that time. i was also quite shocked. it happened too suddenly. â nie xi tried her best not to make her voice tremble so much.
âwhat do you mean by falling suddenly?â
at this moment, a slightly abrupt male voice came in. it was low and hoarse, and it made nie xiâs heart tremble.
her body was tense and visibly nervous. even her manager found it strange and asked in a low voice, â âare you not feeling well?â
nie xi wasnât just feeling uncomfortable.
fu chenâs two simple questions made her feel a little nervous.
âmom, uncle yan, why are you here?â song fengwan was a little surprised. when the crowd turned around, they saw yan wangchuan and qiao aiyun enter the inner hall with the little guy following them. the weather was cold, but he was still wearing a knitted hat. the bright yellow hat made his skin look especially fair.
then, an awkward scene happened. song fengwan bent down slightly and was about to greet her brother when the little guy strode forward and shouted, â brother-in-law!!!! â
then she hugged fu chenâs thigh!
song fengwan didnât know how to retract her hand when it was stretched out.
â president xu has invited me a few times, and itâs hard to refuse such hospitality. moreover, xiao chi has been saying that she wanted to come and look for you, so i came over to join in the fun. â yan wangchuan had always been a person with an indifferent expression. one couldnât tell if he was telling the truth or not just by looking at him.
only little yan blinked innocently.
he wanted to come?
he wasnât the one who dragged her here?
in fact, yan wangchuan had come this time because he had not been there at the xu groupâs opening banquet last time, so something had happened to song fengwan. he felt that fu chen was useless, so he had come to see him in person.
after discussing with qiao aiyun, he drove over.
âwhat were you guys talking about just now?â qiao aiyun was also suspicious. â what do you mean by something fell down? â
song fengwan didnât tell her family about the falling curtains backstage at tianjing university. qiao aiyun was naturally suspicious, but she used the word âsmashâ in a very serious tone, so she couldnât help but tremble when she heard it.
âwe might need to ask miss ling about this.â fu chen lowered his head and touched little yan xianshenâs head, then looked at nie xi with a frown.
the moment she lowered her eyes and looked up, nie xiâs heart trembled.
âthird master ...â
â donât say anything. after watching this video, tell me what you were doing at that time. â after fu chen finished speaking, shi fang took out his phone.
this was a video taken by a mobile phone. the video wasnât very stable. it seemed to be a recording of the backstage scene. at first, the video was focused on song fengwan, but then it turned to nie xi.
when the scene was being shot, a corner of the curtain and the end of the thread had already rolled into her wheelchair. she had also looked down to check it. after looking around, she directly twisted the end of the thread into the wheelchair ...
then, the screen scattered and everything was pitch black.
â actually, there were a lot of people recording or taking pictures backstage at that time. i want to ask you something. at that time, you clearly knew that the end of the thread was twisted into the wheel. you should also know what would happen if you pulled it by force. what exactly were you trying to do? â
âitâs just a piece of cloth this time. if it was a board, iâd like to ask ...â
âmiss ling, who do you want to smash to death?â