Mr. Fu hurt her to the bone

Chapter 168 It's Her
The seriously injured man was lying in a pool of blood, and he could hardly see his face clearly, but judging from his figure, hair color, and clothes, Qu Fengchi's fans almost all concluded that that person was Qu Fengchi without a doubt!

There were even diehard fans who checked and compared details one by one. In the end, they concluded from the mole on the man's little finger that the protagonist of the shooting was probably Qu Fengchi...

Coupled with the fact that Qu Fengchi has disappeared for a while, the crew has been asking for leave. A few months ago, someone claimed to have seen a man suspected of Qu Fengchi appearing at the California airport, which seems to confirm this speculation.

Qu Fengchi is the pillar of Jia Ting Media, and it is also the most important reason why Jia Ting Media has become the only entertainment company in the entertainment industry that can compete with Xingyao. If he is really involved in the shooting case, it will be tantamount to a catastrophe for Jia Ting However, for Xingyao, it is a great opportunity to swallow the entertainment world.

Of course, this incident also reached Fu Jingxing's ears.

Fu Jingyao had a few meetings with Xingyao's top management, and excitedly came to Fu Jingxing's office to look for him.

But Fu Jingxing stared carefully at a freeze-frame picture on the computer, and remained motionless, as if an old monk had fallen into a trance.

"Brother, what are you looking so engrossed in?"

Fu Jingyao leaned over and couldn't help being startled, the picture was bloody, it made people feel creepy, this man is so perverted, he zoomed the picture to the maximum, he could even see clearly the rolled flesh on the man's shoulder...

"You go out first and ask Gu Heng and Fu Cheng to come in."

Fu Jingyao rubbed his nose, said "Oh" honestly, turned around and left, but within 2 minutes, Gu Heng and Fu Cheng walked in side by side.

"Come and take a look here."

Fu Jingxing raised his head, but there was a little bit of unconcealable gleam in those pupils that were becoming more and more secretive. Gu Heng couldn't help being startled, and hurried forward, but Fu Cheng was a step slower.

Gu Heng looked at the magnified screen for a long time, but couldn't figure out the slightest clue, so he couldn't help but ask him: "Sir, do you think something is wrong?"

Fu Jingxing raised his hand, touched the clean and clear screen with his fingers, and slowly slid to the far right corner. The one that was cut out by the camera was only a blurred silhouette.

Gu Heng's eyes widened and he stared carefully at the silhouette with only a vague outline of the body, and he couldn't see the face at all, and became more and more confused: "Sir... I really can't see what's going on."

But Fu Cheng took a step forward, and after a careful look, he said slowly, "It should be a Chinese woman, about 20 years old..."

Gu Heng knew that Fu Cheng's eyes were extremely powerful, but he couldn't help being a little surprised: "How did you see that? But... There are a lot of Chinese people in California, so it's not surprising that we saw Chinese compatriots on the spot, right?"

Gu Heng was still a little dazed, but Fu Jingxing had already stood up, and commanded Fu Cheng in a deep voice: "Fu Cheng, I want you to go to Compton now, and investigate the shooting case this time, especially if everyone who was present at the time who……"

There seemed to be a flash of inspiration in Gu Heng's mind, and he gradually understood, but his eyes were full of astonishment: "Sir, you mean, she is..."

Gu Heng lowered his head to look at the picture carefully, but there was only such a blurred silhouette, without even a face, only a few strands of messy hair, how did Mr. judge it...

"Gu Heng, ask people to keep an eye on Jia Ting's movements, and also, let me find out Qu Fengchi's whereabouts during this period of time."

"Yes, don't worry, I'll do it now."

Gu Heng still had doubts in his heart, but he didn't ask any more questions, turned around and left the office.

But Fu Jingxing stopped Fu Cheng and told him: "Go to Compton, and you must finish what I told you, but remember one thing, don't let anyone discover your whereabouts..."

Fu Cheng nodded: "I will, don't worry."

"Go, let's go today."

Fu Cheng responded, turned around and took two steps, but turned around again: "Sir."

"Is something wrong?"

Fu Jingxing didn't look up, he was still staring at the screen on the computer.

Fu Cheng pursed his lips, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "Miss Jiang has been feeling unwell for the past few days and has been staying at Lanju's apartment. Do you want to see her?"

Fu Jingxing still didn't raise his eyes, but just nodded lightly: "I'll ask Zhou Shan to take a look."

Fu Cheng's eyebrows frowned even deeper. He wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end. He turned around and left the office in silence.

He drove back to the apartment, packed up his things, and prepared to go to the airport, but he turned back halfway through the drive, passed by a pharmacy on the way, and Fu Cheng got out of the car to buy medicines, until finally, he stopped at the downstairs of Lanju's apartment.

Jiang Luyun had no strength in her burning body. After swallowing the pills, she fell asleep in a daze, but kept dreaming, and couldn't fall asleep. When she was half asleep and half awake, she heard a knock on the door. She thought it was Fu Cheng who told Fu Jingxing that she was sick. look at her...

Struggling to get up from the bed, he rushed to the door without putting on his shoes, "I can do it..."

Thick, dark, curly long hair like seaweed was messily scattered around her body, covering most of her pale but beautiful face. Because of the fever, her cheeks were blush again, and her eyes were shining with joy and anticipation , written in her eyes without concealment...

Fu Cheng's fingers holding the medicine tightened suddenly, and there were traces of pain in his heart, but he didn't show it on his dark face: "Sir, let me come and see you."

Fu Cheng handed over the medicine: "If the fever doesn't go away after taking the medicine, go to the hospital quickly. It's not easy to delay if you're sick."

When Jiang Luyun saw Fu Cheng standing outside the door, the brilliance in her eyes dimmed, and she forced herself to smile: "Thank you, Fu Cheng."

After receiving the medicine, she just put it on the cabinet in the entrance. Jiang Luyun lowered her eyes, turned around and walked back to the living room, and sat down on the sofa: "Fu Cheng, let's talk for a while."

Fu Cheng hesitated for a moment, then followed him in.

(End of this chapter)