Chapter 54： (2/2)

Time seems to coincide at this moment with a certain moment in the past. In those years that Fu Jianchen did not know, Fu Zhen once stood alone on the boundless streets, looking up at the sky and falling snow, waiting until the green light came on, and lonely again Leave blankly.

Fu Jianchen watched Fu Zhen's figure go away little by little, and finally disappeared completely from his line of sight.

The case of the true and false director of ”Chunhua Mountain” has officially opened. The judge is also the first to convict such a case. You said that the true director is still alive, not dead, and dare to put a movie under his own name in a fair manner. It was sent to relevant departments for review, and it was successfully released.

Simply stupid, stupid out of reach.

The judge didn't know how to evaluate the director Zhao Jin.

The case was pronounced on the spot, and Zhao Jin paid Fu Zhen a total of 550 million yuan. After Fu Zhen got the money, he paid some taxes, and Fu Ting paid him in advance when he was filming this ”Spring Mountain”. He has less than 200 million yuan left on site and staff costs. This fund is enough for Fu Zhen. There should be a lot left after the update of the ”Shazhou Chronicle”. You can continue your dream and make a movie of other interest.

Tang Wanwan was also watching this case closely, and when she learned that Fu Zhen could get more than five hundred million in compensation, her fingers were shaking with anger. Whether she really had no choice but to take Fu Zhen.

The only Fu Zhen handle she has now is the accident on the crew two years ago. If Fu Zhen is still unwilling to give her the copyright, she can only make a fuss about this matter.

The servants have long discovered that since Tang Wanwan left the Fu’s house, the Fu’s house has become more and more deserted. They often see Fu Jianchen sitting in the living room alone, and the video tape he found in the rockery is playing on the TV. , He watched over and over again, without saying a word from beginning to end.

The light in the living room was not turned on. The darkness and loneliness gradually wrapped Fu Jianchen into a silent hard shell. He leaned on the sofa with his back and closed his eyes. He rarely regretted this in his life. There is no way to forgive myself for the rest of my life.

There was a paper bag on the coffee table in front of him with Jiang Hengshu's information written in it. Fu Jianchen learned that Jiang Hengshu was originally the only heir to the Hexijiang family. He graduated from university and studied abroad. He just returned from abroad last year.

Fu Jianchen didn't know how he met Fu Zhen, or whether he should make Fu Zhen happy or feel sorry for himself.

The happiness is that Jiang Hengshu is fully capable of protecting Fu Zhen on their behalf, but the sad thing is that Fu Zhen probably won't need them anymore.

I hope Jiang Hengshu will not make their baby sad anymore.

What happened to him at that time? Fu Jianchen laughed, with boundless misery in his smile. He raised his hands and covered his eyes, just like Fu Zhen sitting on the shabby sofa in the rental room for countless early mornings. Like that.

Tang Wanwan approached Fu Ting, hoping that he could help him get the copyright of the Shazhou Chronicle from Fu Zhen, but in view of the fact that the Fu family and his son were a little cold towards them during this period, Tang Wanwan took the initiative to ask Fu Ting. Explained: ”I have never done anything to Fu Zhen.”

Fu Ting turned his head and turned his side to Tang Wanwan. He lowered his eyes and said slowly: ”Actually I don't care what you did?”

Tang Wanwan thought that Fu Ting was still on his side, and couldn't help smiling: ”Brother...”

But before she finished speaking, Fu Ting chuckled softly. He said to Tang Wanwan, ”I only need to see the result.”

The pain that Fu Zhen suffered was all given by the three of them, and Fu Ting never thought of avoiding this.

Tang Wanwan frowned, ”Big brother, what's wrong with you? And father... Are you resenting me for Fu Zhen's business? What did I do wrong? It was obviously me who was hurt at that time. !”

”We resent ourselves even more,” Fu Ting said calmly, ”Tang Wanwan, please do it yourself.”

Tang Wanwan couldn't help but feel resentment, and she asked Fu Ting: ”Am I not your sister? Why do you treat me like this? Haven't you counted them in the past two years?”

Fu Ting turned his head and looked at Tang Wanwan. His eyes were calm and cold. He said to Tang Wanwan, ”No, it has never been.”

”The two years were the last two years of my life.”

”We have the same blood on our bodies!” Tang Wanwan shouted at him.

”So what? What does it have to do with me?”

Fu Ting turned around and left here, still holding the DNA identification he took home from the hospital, which has not been opened yet.

The author has something to say: I want to tell you that the ”Love at a Kiss: The President's Secret Lover” on my copy is not my pre-accepted essay, it is the original of this book, and Tang Wanwan is the heroine of this book! ! ! (It always feels like you have misunderstood something)