But before he could rush to Joey's side, there was a gunshot behind him, and the man fell to the ground.
Blood dripped down the man's back.
Lu Wenzhou immediately covered Joey's eyes and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, let's go."
After saying that, he bent down and held Joey in his arms, gave Chen Zhuo a few instructions, and left.
Joey, who had been confronting the kidnappers just now, was now weak and weak in Lu Wenzhou's arms.
Two cold little hands grasped his shirt tightly.
His teeth kept chattering.
Those wet eyes stared closely at Lu Wenzhou, and his voice was weak: "Lu Wenzhou, how is Aunt Fu?"
Lu Wenzhou lowered his head and kissed her lips, and said warmly: "She had a few stitches on her back and she's fine. Don't worry."
Joey stared at Lu Wenzhou's eyes that were very similar to Fu Huaian's, and said softly: "When a woman faces danger, her instinctive reaction is to scream, but just now Aunt Fu rushed directly to her. Don't you think this Is it weird?"
Lu Wenzhou lowered his eyes and looked at her: "Do you suspect that she likes my dad?"
"It shouldn't be a simple love, but a love that is deep in the bones, so I would rush forward so risklessly. If you were in danger, I would do the same."
"But my dad said that his affairs were just for fun, and he never had close contact with other women."
"But that doesn't stop other women from liking him. Uncle Lu was also a powerful figure back then. He was handsome and handsome. He should be the dream of thousands of women. He and Aunt Fu must have crossed paths before, but he didn't know it. .”
Lu Wenzhou's eyes darkened slightly.
What Fu Huaian said to him came to mind.
He said that his mother was betrayed by a scumbag and was hunted down. Was the scumbag he was talking about his father or someone else?
It seemed like he needed to look into this matter.
Joey was frightened. After returning home, Lu Wenzhou comforted her for a long time before she fell into a drowsy sleep.
When he came downstairs, Chen Zhuo and others were sitting in the living room waiting for him.
"Mr. Lu, that person sneaked into the hotel, pretended to be a waiter, and took Lawyer Qiao away while she was in the bathroom. However, she is already dead and we can't find who ordered him."
Lu Wenzhou's dark eyes darkened slightly: "With me and the bodyguards there at the time, he couldn't hurt Yiyi at all. Why did the SWAT team still shoot?"
Chen Zhuo: "The gun was not fired by the SWAT team, but someone was ambushing on the roof of the building opposite. After the gunshot, the SWAT team rushed over, but the person was gone."
Hearing this, Lu Wenzhou's face looked a little colder.
From the chandelier falling at the beginning, to Joey's kidnapping, to the murder and silence, this series of events was all planned.
Their target was not Joey at all, but him.
In other words, it should be the entire Lu family.
Who has such hatred for the Lu family that he spent decades setting up a network.
Thinking of this, Lu Wenzhou felt that the situation was getting more and more serious.
The enemy already knows that Joy is his weakness, which means that she will be in danger in the future.
Therefore, he must take her out of here as soon as possible.
The other side.
When Fu Ying woke up, it was already the next morning and she saw Fu Huaian sitting by the bed with a tired face.
She touched his hand with some distress and said in a hoarse voice: "Huai'an, it's your mother who has dragged you down for so many years."
Fu Huaian smiled gently and said, "Mom, don't say that. I am your son and I should take care of you."
"Huai'an." Fu Ying took her son's hand and said softly, "I should have known Lu Yuanchuan before."
Fu Huaian's head tightened: "Did you remember something?"
"Not yet. Just when the chandelier fell, a picture of me and him together flashed in my mind. Although the picture only flashed by, I am sure that the man inside is Lu Yuanchuan."
Hearing these words, Fu Huaian held his mother's hand tightly.
"You like him, right?"
When her son asked him such a straightforward question, Fu Ying didn't know how to answer.
She hesitated for more than ten seconds before speaking slowly: "Probably, otherwise I wouldn't have saved him. Huai'an, do you think my mother was a bad woman before? She knew she had a family, but she still got along with him, and , is it possible that you are his child?"
Fu Huaian knew that sooner or later, his mother would doubt his life experience.
Just as he was about to say something, he heard a knock at the door.
He walked over to open the door and met Lu Yuanchuan's deep eyes.
"Huai'an, how is your mother? I came over to see her."
Lu Yuanchuan was carrying a fruit basket and a bouquet of flowers in his arms.
He looked at Fu Huaian with a gentle expression on his face.
Fu Huaian couldn't help but clenched his fists with both hands, and the look in his eyes was dark and unclear.
He stared at Lu Yuanchuan for several seconds before saying, "I'm awake. Come in."
He turned to look at his mother and said in a deep voice: "Mom, Uncle Lu is here to see you."
Fu Ying's expression became a little nervous when she saw the man behind him.
She smoothed her hair and smiled a little stiffly: "Let him come in."
Lu Yuanchuan walked to the bed, placed the fruit basket on the bedside table, handed the flowers to Fu Ying, and bent towards her sincerely.
"Ms. Fu, I came here specifically to thank you today. If you hadn't blocked it for me, the chandelier would have hit my head. Maybe my son would be holding a funeral for me now."
Fu Ying looked at his affectionate peach eyes, and her heart beat much faster than before.
His cheeks also felt a little warm.
The hands hidden in the quilt were slightly curled up.
After another contact, she was even more certain that she and Lu Yuanchuan must have had a story before.
Otherwise, her heart, which had been silent for many years, would not be so flustered.
She tried her best to hide the emotions in her heart and curled her lips slightly: "I just happened to see that if you don't rush over, both you and Yiyi's father will be injured. I don't want to make her sad. Mr. Lu, don't take it personally."
Hearing what she said, Lu Yuanchuan felt a flash of disappointment in his heart.
But he quickly adjusted his mood and said with a smile: "It seems that I have taken advantage of Si Li. No matter what, it was you who saved me. From now on, in B City, no matter what happens, I will be fine." Come to me and I will do my best.”
Fu Ying nodded lightly: "Okay, I happen to have something to ask Mr. Lu. On November 11th, 25 years ago, there was a fire in the Dongcheng warehouse. I heard that it was the Lu family's warehouse. I wonder if Mr. Lu knows about it. Do you know this?"
Hearing this, Lu Yuanchuan's eyes darkened slightly, he stared at Fu Ying's face for more than ten seconds, and then asked: "Does this matter have anything to do with you? Why do you ask this?"
Fu Ying's voice was calm: "Because that was the day I lost my memory, and it was also because of a fire. I always called someone's name in my dreams."
Lu Yuanchuan felt his heart tightening, "Who is it?"
Fu Ying's somewhat pale lips opened slightly, "Uncle Zhong."
