I'm not the villain's white moonlight stand-in

Chapter 226 Don't cry, I'm fine

Weisheng Technology.

As soon as Meng Fuwan arrived at the entrance of the company, he saw many employees gathered there, talking a lot.

There was a strong smell of paint, and the gate was poured with red paint at some point, and a few large characters were written on the ground with the paint: Meng Fuwan killed his father and seized the family property. He was insane and unworthy of a human being!

"Did Meng Dong really kill the old chairman?"

"Probably not, Director Meng has an alibi."

"Who knows, maybe they bought someone to kill someone."

"Now the company is in the hands of Director Meng. Are you going to die if you say that?"

Standing behind the crowd, Meng Fuwan heard these discussions with her own ears.

"Meng Dong, I'll have someone dispose of these things right away."

The security of the company was the first to see Meng Fuwan, and walked up to her and said.

Hearing the security guard's voice, the other employees turned their heads in shock and called out "Meng Dong".

Meng Fuwan smiled, with a gentle and peaceful demeanor, "Let's all go to work."

Her indifferent performance is the best way to dispel doubts. If she reprimands angrily, people will say that she is a guilty conscience.

However, she, Meng Fuwan, did not kill anyone.

Someone did the villain for her.

Thinking of that person, she felt short of breath and her heart ached.

The employees didn't expect that talking about the boss behind their backs would be heard on the spot, and each of them felt uneasy. Seeing that Meng Fuwan didn't blame him, they left immediately as if they were granted amnesty.

Most of the people left about the same, when suddenly someone rushed towards Meng Fuwan with a paint bucket, "Meng Fuwan! You murderer! Go to hell!"

The security guards were all dealing with the paint on the ground. The incident happened suddenly, and before they could react, the man rushed to Meng Fuwan's eyes.

The moment the man was about to splash the paint, a man in a black windbreaker and a black mask stood in front of Meng Fuwan, raised his long legs, and kicked directly on top of the paint bucket.

With a bang, the paint bucket hit the ground, and red paint splashed out.

He felt the person in his arms tremble slightly, thinking she was afraid, so he whispered, "Don't be afraid."

Hearing his voice, Meng Fuwan's eyes instantly turned red, and tears almost welled up in his eyes.

"you"

Before he could speak, he let go of her and turned to leave.

"Meng Dong, are you okay?"

The security guards restrained the troublemakers and came over to question Meng Fuwan.

"fine."

She looked away from his back, raised her head proudly, tears flowed back into her eyes, then turned and walked in the opposite direction to the office building.

Xing Xianghui sat in a convenience store outside the park for a day, looking at the tallest office building of Weisheng Technology from a distance.

He didn't put on his mask until he saw the police car parked at the gate of the park, got up and left.

"Who ordered it?"

In a tall building, in front of the French windows, Meng Fuwan asked the assistant.

She was referring to the incident of splashing paint in front of the company.

"Ask me clearly, it's a company employee my wife paid for."

Mrs. Yao and Yao Yiyi didn't share much property, and almost all Weisheng Technology belonged to Meng Fuwan. They were naturally unwilling to make Meng Fuwan feel uncomfortable.

Her eyes fell on the convenience store outside the park, and she seemed to see a familiar voice coming out of it, and suddenly she couldn't hear what the assistant said.

Meng Fuwan took a step forward, pressed his fingertips on the floor-to-ceiling window, his gaze was firmly fixed on the figure.

The man seemed to notice it, and looked up at the floor where she was.

She was upstairs and he was downstairs, separated by tall buildings and bright lights, when their eyes met, she could no longer control the tears streaming down her face.

Xing Xianghui left, and Meng Fuwan received a text message from an unfamiliar number.

#Don't cry, I'm fine.

How can it be all right.

How can it be all right!
He was supposed to be an aristocrat in the top class of the wealthy family, the heir of the Hehe Xing family, but for her, he overthrew the Xing family with his own hands, and almost became a prisoner.

Today, he is a dead person whose name has been erased.

But even so, he still secretly hid in a dark place and watched her, fearing that she would be in danger.

Meng Fuwan wiped away her tears and deleted the text message with shaking hands, not even daring to reply, she was afraid that the police would find him through her cell phone.

When everyone in the imperial capital talked about the eldest young master of the Xing family, they were somewhat embarrassed. How glorious he was at the beginning, how desolate he is now.

The whole family was trapped in prison, and at the funeral, there was not even a relative to help the spirit, and it was Fu Qishao and Chenghe Guoshao who carried the coffin.

"Director Meng, many reporters from outside the company have come."

Seeing the tear stains on Meng Fuwan's face and the red eye sockets, the assistant couldn't help being startled.

"Meng Dong, you."

"Every time I think of my father being murdered and dying, I can't help but feel grief. I will definitely find the murderer for my father!"

The next day, Meng Fuwan's eyes were flushed, and the headlines of holding a press conference with grief were all over the Internet. Her grief-stricken appearance instantly dispelled many people's suspicions.

And the employee who splashed paint at the entrance of Weisheng Company confessed at the police station that he was the one who killed Yao Xiongsheng and was instructed by Mrs. Yao.

Because after Mrs. Yao learned of the will, she was unwilling to share the property with her daughter, and wanted to force Chairman Yao to change the will, but accidentally committed murder.

In addition to the employee's identification, Attorney Chen from Weisheng Technology's legal department said that Mrs. Yao had come to inquire about the will many times and expressed dissatisfaction with the will.

"Officer, can you let me go and see my sister? I'm just such a sister. I've been hospitalized for many years. I don't know how long I can live. Just let me go and see her!"

Wang Jia, the employee who splashed the paint, said pleadingly to the guarding policeman.

The guarding police did not agree on the spot, but reported to the higher authorities.After the leader agreed, he decided to take Wang Jia to see his sister, and then let him continue to serve his sentence, a life sentence.

"Your sister's condition has improved a lot. A very powerful brain doctor has been transferred to the hospital. If your sister recovers well, she can be discharged from the hospital in a few months."

Wang Jia has a younger sister who is seriously ill. In order to treat her illness, she took money from Mrs. Yao to come to Weisheng to splash paint.

I thought it was just an embarrassment for Meng Fuwan, but Meng Fuwan had a private chat with him.

The new brain doctor transferred to the hospital is Su Si, the medical genius who won an award abroad. He exchanged his own future for the rest of his sister's life.

After Wang Jia and Mrs. Yao were convicted, Attorney Chen from Weisheng Technology's legal department also handed in a resignation report.

Under artificial circumstances, the public opinion on the Internet scolded Meng Fuwan for buying and murdering his father, and now scolded Mrs. Yao as much as she could. Yao Yiyi was implicated and had to close her Weibo account.

The case of Yao Xiongsheng's death had been closed, and Meng Fuwan had someone buy a bouquet of daisies before he dared to go to Xing Xianghui's grave in person.

Touching the photo on the tombstone with her fingertips, her eyes gradually became moist. She twitched the corners of her mouth and couldn't help saying softly, "Idiot."

Fake death is the worst way.

You are gone, what should I do?
　Ask for a monthly ticket~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)