Chapter 1098: Simple Yet Not Simple
ou really think you're Mrs. Fu, putting on airs for us!" Xu Ronghua clapped his hands and plopped down on the nearby sofa, sneering triumphantly."Today, I called you here not only to have Zhigang apol...Fu Shaoqing said, "In this world, wanting to erase someone's traces is both simple and not simple."
Lin Jin yan's eyes shifted to Fu Shao qing standing beside her, confused, "What do you mean"
"The main point is to see if someone who wants to erase their tracks truly has the capability."
If one has the ability to connect many departments, it would be easy to erase traces, otherwise, there will always be clues that can be found.
Lin Jin's gaze followed him intently, "Then, Mo Han disappeared for so many days, was his trace also intentionally erased by someone"
Fu Shaoqing did not answer her, in fact he was thinking of something else.
Fu Mo-han's disappearance, perhaps it was intentionally erased by someone, or another possibility is that Fu Mo-han intentionally erased his own traces.
He was difficult to track down, though the odds of that were slim.
Why is he doing this
Fu Shaoqing couldn't figure it out, and he didn't want to try.
Currently, he only needs to do his best with the work at hand, ensuring that the Fu Group operates normally and that Lin Jinyan is safe. As for everything else, he will wait for Fu Mo'han's return.
At this thought, Fu Shaoqing's eyes darkened.
He thought back to that afternoon when Lao Fu had spoken with him, the sunshine seeming just as warm.
However, the content that Old Master Fu told him was completely devoid of warmth.
They discussed what to do if Fu Mo Han came back.
This topic Fu Shaoqing was unwilling to discuss, Old Master Fu insisted, now that Fu Mochen's life and death are unknown, everyone hopes he will return safely.
Whether or not she is safe, however, remains a mystery.
Master Fu was well aware that he was an old man now, living one day at a time, knowing the Fu Group would eventually be passed down to the younger generation.
If Fu Mo Han came back, the company would return to his hands, and everything would be happy.
If so, he won't be coming back...
Fu Shaoqing's eyes became even deeper and more obscure. Perhaps he would have to wait until Lin Jinran's child in his belly could take over before he could leave.
At that time, would it really be right to leave Lin Jinran alone to face all this
"What's wrong" A woman's puzzled voice reached his ear, pulling him back from his wandering thoughts.
Fu Shaoqing concealed the worry in his eyes, "I suddenly remembered there are still some things I need to take care of. I'll be going now."
"Okay, slow down."
Lin Jinran knew that Fu Shaoqing had been very busy ever since he took over the Fu Corporation. It was already difficult for him to come and see her.
"I'm leaving, take care." Fu Shaoqing said no more, abruptly turned and strode toward the car waiting outside.
He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, more ideas would spring up in his mind.
Lin Jinran kept watching him leave, slowly got off the swing, stood up, carrying the bag Fu Shaoqing had given her, and prepared to return to the building.
A maid hurried over from the direction of the front door. “Madam, someone outside just asked me to give this to you.”
She held a box in her hand and presented it to Lin Jinfan.
"Who sent it" she asked warily.
The maid answered truthfully, “A delivery courier.”
"Thank you." Taking the courier box, Lin Jinran took a deep breath. It was another anonymous delivery.
So, what is that person going to do
"You put this in first." She handed the box that belonged to Fu Shaoqing from her hand to the maid.
The maid took it and hurried toward the house.
Lin Jinran once again sat on the swing, opened the express box, and inside was a piece of paper. She put down the box and picked up the paper to unfold it.
It was actually a letter, a letter addressed to her!ceived a report of a missing person. The missing person's name is Su Meili” 。We found out that the last day she appeared, she met you at a dessert shop with a woman named Zhao Lili. There was a minor...