Suddenly, Ziyin threw herself into Cheng Zitong's arms.

Fu Yuan'er's body swayed and her face turned pale, without any blood.

Even from such a distance, he could feel her breath hitching.

His heart also shrank and throbbed violently.

He almost used up all his strength to resist the urge to push Ziyin away and run towards Fu Yuan'er.

Instead, he reached out and hugged Ziyin.

The matter should come to an end.

He put his arms around Ziyin and got into the car and left.

Fu Yuan'er stared at all this blankly, her mind a little confused.

"Yuan'er, Yuan'er..." until a familiar voice sounded.

She turned her head in shock, and Ji Senzhuo's concerned eyes came into view.

"Yuan'er..." He didn't know what to say, so he just said: "Let's go in."

Fu Yuan'er nodded mechanically.

He originally wanted to put his arm around her shoulders, but after thinking about it, he put it down and turned around to follow her inside.

**

The atmosphere inside the car was eerily heavy.

At this moment, Cheng Zitong was not only silent, but what was even more frightening was that he was filled with murderous intent, which made Ziyin feel cold from the bottom of his heart.

She realized for the first time that she had hurt his wife and made him more angry than she had hurt him.

But the fact was already the case, she could only bite the bullet and continue.

The car drove into a slightly remote neighborhood.

When turning, the shadow of a gray car behind him flashed out of the corner of Cheng Zitong's eyes.

Ziyin also saw it, and she was secretly worried because she recognized that it was the vehicle responsible for following...

But Cheng Zitong's expression didn't change, as if he didn't see it.

"Get out of the car." Cheng Zitong simply ordered after the car stopped.

Ziyin got out of the car and saw clearly that the environment she was in was an old community with only five floors of houses.

She looked at Cheng Zitong in confusion, wondering why he brought her here.

When they were two children, not only Ziyin but also Fu Yuan'er also knew why Cheng Zitong brought her here.

"That was a community twenty years ago. Mr. Cheng took Ziyin to Room 103 in Building 7, and Ziyin lived there." Ji Senzhuo's assistant came to report.

Ji Senzhuo and Fu Yuan'er were sitting in the hotel lounge.

Since Cheng Zitong took Ziyin away two hours ago, Ji Senzhuo sent someone to inquire about the situation.

"According to the information we inquired about," the assistant continued to report: "The owner of that house is Mr. Cheng, who bought it two years ago. In addition, Mr. Cheng hired two nannies and moved into the house a week ago.

inside."

From this point of view, Cheng Zitong was well prepared.

In fact, he knew whose child was in Ziyin's belly.

Ji Senzhuo thought about it secretly in his heart and did not dare to say it out loud to hurt Fu Yuan'er's heart.

But one thing he didn't understand was that if Cheng Zitong had known about it for a long time, how could he be photographed by Cheng Yiming and affect his stock price?

Did he think Fu Yuan'er wouldn't have thought of it if he didn't tell her?

"Ji Senzhuo," she started, "ask your assistant to find out who sent the reporter who secretly photographed me and Ziyin."

Ji Senzhuo was startled and said quickly: "That must be Cheng Yiming's person, there is no need to check."

"Check." Fu Yuan'er said firmly.
Chapter completed!