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"So there really is an ancient tomb under the construction site?"

A glimmer slipped across Xia Bozhong's wrinkled eye. He followed Fu Jianming's words and continued.

"Old Xia, tell me the truth." Director Gu told you to find me, why did you do it? "

When Fu Jianming heard this, he could not hold it in anymore and directly opened his mouth.

"Jianming, if there really is an ancient tomb under the construction site, what does that mean? "You know it better than I do …"

Xia Bozhong's deep gaze looked at him and the haze on his face became heavier.

"Of course I know."

Fu Jianming's eyes narrowed and his voice became more hoarse.

"Since it is clear, there is no need for me to say anymore. "Right now, there are only two paths ahead of you …"

"Old Xia, you know, I've worked in the industry for so many years, but I've never crossed the line."

Fu Jianming interrupted him with a trace of panic in his eyes. He held the small teacup tightly in his hand, the veins on the back of his hand bulging out.

Compared to him, Xia Bozhong was much calmer.

Some paths were already unable to return.

He could only continue according to Gu Anhe's instructions.

"Jianming, don't get too worked up yet, just wait for me to finish."

"Old Xia, don't say anything. I won't do that …"

Fu Jianming paused the tea in his hand heavily, and spilled the remaining tea in his cup. The tea table was a mess.

"Jianming, what kind of person is Gu Anhe? Haven't you heard about him?"

Xia Bozhong looked at him, his voice was neither warm nor hot.

"Old Xia, this is the Yunjing, not the Li City …"

"Wherever? He is a cruel and merciless person. "

"What, he can still …"

"Jianming, he really can …"

"…"

Fu Jianming became silent when he heard that. He suddenly raised the cup of tea that he had placed down and drained all the remaining tea in the cup in one gulp. His throat was still burning, as if he was on dry land.

He took action himself and poured more tea into the teacup.

Even though the tea was hot, he still drank it all in one gulp.

"Jianming, it's better to not cause trouble at our age. "Since you haven't discovered anything before, there's no need for you to 'discover' anything this time …"

Xia Bozhong's words were very clear.

"Old Xia, you …"

Fu Jianming began to tremble, half in anger, half in fear.

"Jianming, as long as your investigation report is the same as before, Director Gu will definitely not treat you unfairly …"

"Old Xia, these words of yours are an insult to me …"

Fu Jianming's body trembled more and more violently. His face turned green and his brows were locked together tightly.

"I'm telling the truth."

"Old Xia, don't say anything. No matter what, I will never forget my initial intention to do something that goes against my conscience. "

"Jianming, if you don't, then my daughter will lose her life."

The corners of Xia Bozhong's brows sank, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were filled with a strong sense of worry.

"What did you say?"

Fu Jianming was stunned for two seconds, then opened his mouth again.

"Gu Anhe captured Ma Li?"

"It's not Ma Li, but my biological daughter?"

Xia Bozhong's gloomy eyes were filled with endless grief.

"Your own daughter?"

Fu Jianming's heart tightened and he was confused.

"I didn't know about Muliu's and Muliu's biological daughter until now. Muliu told me about it before she died …"

The corner of Xia Bozhong's eyes slightly turned wet. The sadness was overshadowed by the haze.

"Why did this happen …"

When Fu Jianming heard this, he became flustered.

"Jianming, I know your character. You have been diligent and dedicated for so many years, but there has never been a single flaw in your work. But this time, it's really me … "

Xia Bozhong was visibly moved. The wetness in his eye sockets condensed into a cloudy teardrop.

Fu Jianming also had a daughter. He could understand Xia Bozhong's current mood very well.

"Old Xia, how about I go talk to Director Gu …"

"What are you going to say? "There's no other choice but to agree to his' request '…"

Xia Bozhong said in pain.

From the corner of his eyes, which were filled with wrinkles, a single cloudy tear rolled down.

"Old Xia, how about we find someone to help …"

"To whom?"

The corner of Xia Bozhong's mouth curled into a bitter smile as he started to panic in his heart. He might have said all that he wanted to say, but Fu Jianming just wouldn't give up. His palms broke out into a cold sweat.

"Old Xia, you've been in the business world for so many years, you must know more people than me …"

Fu Jianming's voice became more and more hoarse.

"It's useless."

Xia Bozhong shook his head.

"Old Xia, this is the Yunjing, not the Li City …"

"Same thing …"

"Old Xia, you …"

Fu Jianming suddenly felt dizzy and his vision blurred. Xia Bozhong's thin face became a little blurry.

He quickly shook his head, but the situation became more and more serious.

"Jianming, what happened to you?"

Xia Bozhong's voice sounded faintly.

"He's probably too tired …"

Fu Jianming closed his eyes and his voice sounded a lot weaker.

In the end, he was already old. Plus the fact that he hadn't slept at the construction site for two days and two nights, it was normal for something like this to happen.

"Jianming, I'll send you to the hospital to have a look …"

Xia Bozhong stood up and walked to his side, reaching out his hand to pull him up from the soft chair.

"Old Xia, no need to go to the hospital, I'm just too tired …"

"Look at you, I don't feel at ease. "Cough …"

Xia Bozhong coughed, the assistant, who had been waiting at the door, pushed it open and walked in.

"Manager Xia …"

"Quick, send Fu Gong to the hospital."

Xia Bozhong's voice became deeper and a vicious light flashed across the depths of his eyes.

"Yes …"

The assistant understood, and quickly held Fu Jianming's other hand.

"Old Xia, I'm fine, there's no need to go to the hospital …"

Fu Jianming felt light-headed and his feet felt like they were stepping on cotton. However, he didn't suspect anything. He only thought that he was too tired.

"Jianming, don't say anymore, let's go …"

After saying that, Xia Bozhong and his assistant helped him out of the room.

When he reached the car, the assistant opened the back door.

Fu Jianming only had a tiny bit of his consciousness left. He felt weak all over and his muscles and bones seemed to have become weak.

"How could this be …"

After saying that, he tilted his head and fell back on his seat.1

The black shadow of the Rolls-royce quickly left the Celestial River Teahouse and headed towards the north.

"..."

Yunjing.

Cheng Garden.

Lu Hongzhan sat in the octagonal pavilion in the backyard.

A light drizzle fell, and the rain slowly dripped down the eaves of the veranda.

His eyes were somewhat sad and blurry, his gaze unfocused. Who knew what he was thinking?

"Eldest Young Master, a guest has come to visit."

Chief Steward Lu Sen walked over, stood in front of him and said respectfully.

"Who?"

Lu Hongzhan's eyes flashed slightly as he asked in a low voice.

"Li City Director Gu …"

Lu Sen nodded slightly. Although his voice was not loud, there was a sense of unease in his eyes.

"Li City Director Gu? "Gu Anhe?"

Lu Hongzhan glanced over with a slightly weak gaze and a cold glint appeared in his eyes.

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