C770 It's Not That You Don't Want It
"You haven't forgotten your real name is Jingjing. It seems you miss your past."
Xu Wanwan sucked in a breath of cold air when she heard Fu Qianchen's words. She did not expect Fu Qianchen to know that she was a fake Xu Wanwan.
"Mr Fu, how should we deal with him? Just do her." The interrogation of Xu Wanwan went smoothly. She was no longer worth living in this world, so Yelang suggested to Fu Qianchen.
"Now is not the time." Fu Qianchen looked at Xu Wanwan with a smile that was not a smile. "Who do you think will save you now, Zhang Junhao?"
In fact, Xu Wanwan had never expected Zhang Junhao to treat her as his lover. However, it seemed that she had no one else she could rely on besides Zhang Junhao. However, with Zhang Junhao's ability, he was just an ant in front of Fu Qianchen.
"Are you making fun of me?" Xu Wanwan felt a chill on her back.
She knew she was finished. Fu Qianchen even knew that he was the fake Xu Wanwan. He would not let him go.
Without the protection of Xu Wanwan's identity, Xu Zhiyuan and Lu Zhiwei would not care about her. She was alone and helpless in Nancheng. In the end, she became the Jingjing who had no one to rely on in the heavy snow.
"Where is Luh Xuan?" Only now did Xu Wanwan realize that Luh Xuan had not contacted her at all during this period of time.
"Originally, Manager Fu planned to let her become a slave, but she should thank you. That's why she had the chance to have a good time." Yelang answered on behalf of Fu Qianchen, Xu Wanwan.
Luh Xuan... "Xu Wanwan's teeth finally began to tremble because of fear. She was really too stupid. She thought that she did it flawlessly but she forgot that the person behind Qiao Yumeng was Fu Qianchen. Offending Fu Qianchen was simply courting death.
"Are you afraid? There is nothing to be afraid of. The two of you can be companions on the road to Huang Quan." Yelang crossed his arms and looked at Xu Wanwan's face. Her face had turned pale from despair. She should have expected today's outcome from the moment she became stiff.
After leaving Yelang's place, the first person Fu Qianchen wanted to see was Zhang Junhao. It was time to put this net away after such a long time.
"Are you Zhang Junhao?" Zhang Junhao was still immersed in the dream of becoming a rich man. He looked up and was scared out of his wits by the police who rushed into the office.
"I... I am." Although Zhang Junhao had never done anything illegal, such a scene still made him lose his sense of propriety. He could not even speak properly.
"You are suspected of illegally raising funds, gathering people to spread the news, plagiarizing other people's drafts, and other crimes. You have been arrested." As soon as the policeman finished speaking, the cold handcuffs also landed on Zhang Junhao's wrist.
"I... I did not..." Zhang Junhao shook his head hard. What illicit fund? He had never done anything like this before. There was also mass marketing. He did not know what was going on. As for the design draft, it was personally drawn by him. How could he have plagiarized it?
"If you have anything to say, go to the police station. I hope you will cooperate with the investigation."
Zhang Junhao, who had been bright and bright for a few days, was finally taken to the police station. Although he tried his best to refute that he had nothing to do with those things, the evidence was conclusive. The company he entered was originally a marketing company. In addition to the large amount of money he had invested, he had already become an executive. Naturally, he was the head of mass marketing.
As for the design draft, a well-known designer in the industry took out his own design draft. It was almost exactly the same as Zhang Junhao's. His design draft had been released before, so the crime of Zhang Junhao plagiarizing other people's design drafts had been carried out.
These crimes would not make Zhang Junhao put on a prison cell, but a prison cell was equivalent to putting a label on his body that he would never be able to tear off for the rest of his life. In the future, no matter where Zhang Junhao went, he would not be able to raise his head and be a person.
After Zhang Junhao's crimes were confirmed, someone finally came to visit him.
"Zhang Junhao, there are family members coming to visit you."
Family member? Zhang Junhao was overjoyed. Other than Xu Wanwan, he could not think of anyone else who would visit him at this time.
As the eldest daughter of the Xu family, Xu Wanwan must have the ability to help him get rid of the charges. Furthermore, these crimes did not exist in the first place. As long as there was enough money to support them, they would definitely find out the truth.
But when he saw the so-called family members, his entire body collapsed onto the ground. This person was none other than Fu Qianchen.
At that time, Fu Qianchen was dressed in a suit, while Zhang Junhao was dressed in prison clothes. Because of the sudden accusation, Zhang Junhao's entire body was withered. There was no need to compare them.
"Why is it you? What are you doing here? Are you looking at my joke?" Zhang Junhao raised his head to look at Fu Qianchen, but the light behind Fu Qianchen stung his eyes.
No matter how hard he tried, he was no match for Fu Qianchen. He needed to look up to him forever.
"I came to tell you that you can never get rid of these crimes." Fu Qianchen opened his mouth. His expression was as cold as what he said.
"What do you mean?" Zhang Junhao widened his eyes in disbelief. He thought that Fu Qianchen would not waste his time on a small fry like him. However, everything that happened today was a trap, a trap that had been prepared for him from the very beginning.2
"Literally." After Fu Qianchen finished speaking, he slowly picked up his phone and took out a video. He played it and placed it in front of Zhang Junhao.
The video was a piece of news. Behind the reporters were the bustling crowd of onlookers and the policemen who were carrying the bodies.
"The deceased's name is Xu Wanwan. She is Xu Zhiyuan's daughter. I heard that she committed suicide because she was not careful enough to take such a blow when making friends."
"Impossible!" Zhang Junhao gasped for breath. His eyes almost fell out of Fu Qianchen's eyes when he stared at him.
Xu Wanwan was dead. Then he would never have the chance to be single in his life!
"Nothing is impossible. She repeatedly harmed my wife and deserved this kind of outcome. Furthermore, do you know that Xu Wanwan is an imposter? She is not the real Xu Wanwan at all."
"What?" Fake? Zhang Junhao felt the heat in his body disappear in an instant. He knew more or less what Xu Wanwan and Luh Xuan had done.
Without the identity of the eldest miss of the Xu family as a protective umbrella, Xu Wanwan offending Fu Qianchen was no different than digging her own grave.
Therefore, even though Zhang Junhao hated Fu Qianchen to the core, he had never done it himself. He knew that if he did it, it would be the same as sending himself to the guillotine.
"I didn't do anything..." Zhang Junhao lowered his head and quickly rushed in front of Fu Qianchen. He reached out and hugged Fu Qianchen's legs. He looked up and begged for mercy. "Fu Qianchen, no, Mr Fu, I didn't do anything. Please let me go..."
"Your original sin is not to be mixed with Xu Wanwan and Luh Xuan." Fu Qianchen lowered his head and looked at Zhang Junhao. There was no emotion in his eyes. At this moment, he was like a god who looked down on all living things. He did not touch the sorrow and joy of humans at all.
"Lu... Luh Xuan..." When mentioning Luh Xuan, Zhang Junhao suddenly shivered. Since Fu Qianchen did not let him go, Luh Xuan would definitely not have a good ending.
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