PFC Chapter 871 Find out the truth, whose child is it?
Chapter 871 Find out the truth, whose child is it?
Zhuang Zhoucheng slowed down his speech and lowered his voice to defend himself:
"That's not logical. I didn't deceive you into trusting you and then marry someone else. I pretended to have amnesia to deceive you, but my only goal was to get closer to you. But your determination hurts every time I think about it. If I appear normal in front of you, will you accept me?"
He pretended to be crazy and stupid just to give her some buffer, he had no intention of deceiving her for the rest of her life.
"Because of the inner torment, even after I fell ill, I was still thinking about how to explain it to you. I know that apologizing is useless, but Huo Yan, if I didn't really love you, would a grown man like me have to act crazy and stupid? In order to gain your trust, I trampled on my face and dignity. As long as I can make you look at me straight in the eye, I think it's worth it."
"I thought we were starting over after that night, but you left me. I chased you as soon as I woke up, even though I was seriously ill. I did see you, but you were wearing men's clothes and appeared at another man's house. Huo Yan, it's better to say that you are taking revenge on me rather than me taking revenge on you."
"Ok?"
Huo Yan hummed softly, his eyes becoming gloomy and dark.
Zhuang Zhou Chengdi laughed out loud, "You sent me to the hospital, but you still turned around and left."
"I thought my heart had died in New York. I couldn't win you back, but I have to get married and have children in this life, right? Not you, any woman will do. The marriage was forced upon me by the old man, and I didn't object. I have no objection to marrying anyone, as long as I can have children normally."
Zhuang Zhoucheng stayed silent for a long time without hearing her reply, and suddenly asked again:
"You accepted the project in Beijing. Are you telling me that you still have feelings for me?"
So, he revived himself, counting the days, and finally today came.
As expected, she came for him, whether it was for his money or for him, he finally waited for her.
"Huo Yan?" Zhuang Zhoucheng called out softly.
Huo Yan fell silent. Zhuang Zhoucheng stopped and glanced sideways, then heard the sound of Huo Yan's even breathing.
Zhuang Zhoucheng's expression softened completely. Carrying Huo Yan on his back, he walked slowly and steadily, passing the school, the park, and the square, walking without stopping.
Carrying her on his back, he finally sat in the square outside Huadu Commercial Mall.
There was no leisure chair in the square. It was the middle of the night, but Zhuang Zhoucheng was not afraid to sit down.
He held the woman horizontally, like a child.
Look, she still couldn't let him go, so she came back to find him.
Zhuang Zhoucheng held Huo Yan and sat in the square all night, watching from dusk to dawn with his eyes open, holding her from the end of the world to the end of eternity, with no regrets in this life.
At daybreak, Suo He drove over to pick them up, and Zhuang Zhoucheng got up holding Huo Yan.
As soon as she moved, Huo Yan subconsciously leaned into his arms.
"teacher……"
She whispered softly.
Zhuang Zhoucheng suddenly froze and looked down at her, but she was still sleeping.
Zhuang Zhoucheng felt sad in his heart. He closed his eyes, took a long breath, and got into the car with a sullen face while holding the person.
Suo He glanced at the rearview mirror and frowned. Sure enough, she appeared again.
"Master, where are you going?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng thought for a moment, lowered his eyes to look at the sleeping face, and whispered:
"Moon Bay."
"Yes."
Suohe drove straight to the new city.
After Zhuang Zhoucheng settled Huo Yan, he went out.
All the doors and windows were locked, and the double doors at the entrance were locked tightly. Unless she didn't want to live, she couldn't escape even if she had wings.
Zhuang Zhoucheng went to the company and arrived. Wancheng put a stack of information on the desk.
"This is the information just sent over by the detective agency in New York. The information sent over by the three detective agencies is 95 percent consistent."
While Wancheng was speaking, he placed three documents with different sources but the same content separately.
Zhuang Zhoucheng took the document and looked at it carefully, his expression becoming more and more gloomy.
"Ms. Huo Yan left Kyoto because of an incident with a project her studio was responsible for. The records show that there is no sign that Ms. Huo Yan and Mr. Ente are living together."
The situation was special at that time. You have to know that people at that time were in a state of extreme fatigue. Maybe the girl couldn't hold on any longer, so her teacher took her home to rest.
As for what to wear, that's easier to explain.
She was wearing men's clothes, which at least proved that she had not spent the night at her teacher's house and had not prepared women's clothes in advance.
After traveling for a day and a night, I went to school as soon as I landed. In such a tired state, do I still have to sleep wrapped in my own clothes for a night?
"Third Master, you showed up just in time..."
Wancheng didn't know what to say.
It was just such a coincidence. If I had been ten minutes later, I probably wouldn't have seen Huo Yan wearing a man's shirt.
She sent him to the hospital and left immediately. Such a big thing happened in the studio, so of course she was needed.
"The records clearly show that Miss Huo Yan collapsed outside the hospital half a month later. By then, Third Master, you were already engaged to Miss Wang."
According to the information, only one detective agency sent Huo Yan's call records for the past three months, and this is where the 5% discrepancy lies.
The call records showed clearly that he had called Mr. Zhuang Sanye on the day he fainted, and the duration of the call was clearly recorded, accurate to the minute and second.
As for what was said, others may not know, but Zhuang Zhoucheng knows it very well.
Wang Xinyue answered the phone while sitting next to him, so it must have been with his consent.
However, he was disheartened at the time and he was trying to hold on even though she called him.
There were records of calls to this number for two or three consecutive days, and the number was called quite frequently. Zhuang Zhoucheng's face turned cold, and it was obvious that this was different from what Wang Xinyue said.
If he hadn't mistakenly trusted Wang Xinyue's words, how could he have cancelled the number in a fit of anger?
"The data shows that Huo Yan attempted suicide while he was in the hospital."
Wancheng lowered his eyelids and spoke softly.
Only women would attempt suicide again and again. Look at how many times that girl has attempted suicide?
Can you get something fresh?
Zhuang Zhoucheng immediately remembered what Huo Yan said, that she would commit suicide for him as many times as she wanted.
My heart ached, and I took a step back, barely able to hold on to my body.
Wancheng finally guessed:
"There's no mention of Miss Huo Yan being pregnant in any of the documents. If she's really pregnant, she's probably..."
Wancheng looked at the gentleman's face warily, and after confirming that he showed no signs of anger, he continued:
"It was probably after Miss Huo Yan committed suicide. The person who went in and out of the hospital most frequently at that time was Miss Huo Yan's teacher, Mr. Ente."
According to what the girl said, two months is just right, starting from that time.
"Probably, Mr. Ente took advantage of Miss Huo Yan's excessive grief and sneaked in." Wancheng paused and made a bold guess.