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Fu Huayong sat upright in his black chair, the sunlight outside the window blocked off his vision and allowing him to only see a few strands of afterglow. His slender and fair hands were crossed together as he stared ahead with piercing eyes, but no one knew what he was thinking about.

"Young Master Fu, what should we do?"

Fu Huayong frowned his eyebrows and pursed his lips, he did not seem to be worried at all, but he did not loosen his grip either. His smooth fingernails continued to knock on the table, and after a long time, he took out his cell phone from his pocket and made a call: "Hello, the cell phone that you have called has been shut down, please try again later. "Du …" The call ended.

"Does your father, Fu Huayong, usually take you too seriously? You actually let me do such a thing, I …" Fu Huayong looked at him coldly, but the other party's retort suddenly stopped. Alright, he admitted that he had no future, Han Chen thought.

"Something has happened to Ning Jin."

Fu Huayong took out his cigar and lit it up. The smoke was very faint, and there was even a hint of fragrance.

"What, you mean your wife?"

"Yes, it's written on the phone."

Han Chen immediately picked up his phone, and after a long while, his face became serious, "Then what will you do after you arrive?" To dare kidnap Ning Jin, the other party must have a lot of guts, "Are they those people from last time?" He thought with uncertainty, because many of the recent events were related to them.

Fu Huayong looked up helplessly. Why did everyone ask him what to do? Is he a god? How did he know?

The internal drama would never be the same as it showed itself, the expression on his face still had a smile that was not a smile, "We can't rule out this possibility, you should investigate this now." Knowing the address is easy.

"Did anyone else try?"

Fu Huayong took a deep breath but did not say a word. He was too lazy to let others try, it was useless anyway.

"Hey, why don't you let that girl help you? Isn't she a peaceful old iron?" Han Chen asked casually, puzzled. Hmm, he admitted that he still couldn't let go of the grudge at the bottom of his heart.

How could Fu Huayong, a brother who wore pants, not understand? Fu Huayong directly picked up the computer on the tea table and threw it to him without looking at the person: "Go check it now, don't speak any other nonsense."

Han Chen:...

30 minutes later, Fu Huayong's cigar was filled up, all the way until the ashtray was full. Time flowed by, Han Chen's expression became heavy, as though he was going to die soon.

Finally, he let out a breath of air from Han Chen's mouth, but his expression was still heavy. "I've tried my best, the place where I sent the messages was covered by an extremely powerful magnetic field and electronic defense.

Fu Huayong seemed to have already expected this outcome, his expression did not change as he asked: "Where?"

"Hao Shi International Center Community."

Fu Huayong's hand that was holding onto the cigar faltered. Hao Shi International Center was the top residential building in B City, why would a text message come from there?

He didn't want to get involved with this, but Ning Jin had won the title of Fu's's Young Mistress.

"Why don't you let that woman try? Maybe she can make the position more accurate." After everything that had happened, Han Chen opened his mouth. Although he did not want to admit it, He Jia was indeed stronger than him.

Fu Huayong did not say anything for a long time, it was unknown if she heard what he said, but he could not help but feel itchy in his heart. Han Chen then repeated, "If it really doesn't work, you can go and find that woman last time, don't worry …"

In the end, he was interrupted halfway through his sentence. The last cigar was thrown onto the ground by Fu Huayong, and was then ruthlessly stepped on until there were no more sparks left.

"Why should I fear you?"

Han Chen:...

"Do you know who the woman is?" Fu Huayong asked again.

"Who is it?" He didn't care. Could her identity really soar to the heavens?

In this place, the Han Clan and Fu Clan were the strongest.

"He Family."

Han Chen scoffed, "Isn't it just a He Family, we don't even have one … He Family! " He paused for a moment, and even sat straight in shock. "The He Family you're talking about couldn't be the one that lives in Hao Shi International Center's community, right?"

Fu Huayong rolled his eyes: "Otherwise." Without waiting for Han Chen's reaction, he picked up his phone and computer, got up and walked towards the door.

"Where are you going?" Han Chen shouted, "Go find the woman you were talking about." He rolled his eyes.

The burly man in front of the ward door was motionless like a log. "Should we go over and have a talk?" Han Chen looked at him and retracted his gaze, while Fu Huayong directly stepped forward.

Damn it, being ignored by others really made me feel bad.

"Old Fu, wait for me."

Fu Huayong put his hand into his belt, the aura of a bastard emitting from his body from inside to outside, to be honest, it was pretty impressive.

"Wait!" However, the big guy in front of the door didn't know what was going on. With his two pig hands blocking in front of him and his sunglasses covering his eyes, he seemed quite arrogant.

"Let go." Fu Huayong was too lazy to raise his eyes, the corners of his mouth raised in a smile that was not a smile, for there was no place in B City that could stop him, "Sorry, the old lady had already said that no one can enter without her permission." He looked completely businesslike.

"Oh, that's too much of a joke."

He was so unlucky that he ended up coming to the dilapidated hospital. Putting up his sleeves and preparing to fight, Fu Huayong became much calmer and reached out with his left hand from his pocket: "Do you have nothing better to do?"

Han Chen's eyes opened wide with disbelief: "Old Fu, what did you say?"

Normally when this kind of thing happens, he would just let it go, this time, Fu Huayong seemed to be able to see through Han Chen's thoughts. He turned his head and looked at him with a helpless expression: "He Jia."

He was startled, then awkwardly waved his hand, this He Family seemed to be quite troublesome, following that he coughed a few times.

The bodyguard seemed to have guessed something, to the point that he felt like he was relying on the power of a dog, his face raised, while Fu Huayong sneered at the side.

He Family was indeed not simple, but she did not forget that she was, and whatever she wanted to do, it was still up to him, Fu Huayong.

Only when the sound of footsteps came from behind did he leisurely open his mouth. "Granny Rong is also in a good mood, it actually took me so long to come out." From the moment he stood at the door to the ward, she had already seen Old Lady Rong's figure.

However, she had been respected by her elders.