Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me

Chapter 1294 Exchange

She was terrified.

The next day, he asked for leave with the crew and did not go to film.

Fu Chuan's people have been staring at Lin Lang. As soon as she asked for leave, Fu Chuan knew.

She has a guilty conscience, so his guess is absolutely accurate.

He thought about it and sent another message over [Did the real Lin Lang stay on the island in Thailand? ]

Lin Lang was eating lunch at home. When she saw the news, her face turned pale in shock. She reached out and grabbed the corner of the table with a hideous expression.

[I do not know what you're talking about. ]

This is her only confidence, there is no evidence, even if the other party questions her no matter how much she can't do anything to her without evidence.

[You think you have a plastic surgery like Lin Lang, you really are her? Isn't this kind of lie exploded in one shot? ]

Lin Lang suddenly became discouraged.

Fu Chuan went to Fu Nanli and reported to him: "Confirmed, Fang Yun replaced Lin Lang and had a facelift to look like Lin Lang. I also found out that the real Lin Lang is blood type A, the most common blood type. Lin Lang's parents died when she was about ten years old, and then followed Du Tai for a while."

"Does Mrs. Du know her blood type?"

Fu Chuan spread his hands: "If you don’t have a major event that requires a blood transfusion or something, the average person really doesn’t care about blood type. Some people are in their 50s or 60s and you ask him to tell him his blood type. So Mrs. Du didn't know that her blood type was also normal."

Fu Nanli's jaw: "Yeah."

"So what are we going to do with this next?"

"Showdown, make an appointment with her, let her go to Xiaotangshan, I will talk to her."

On Saturday night, Lin Lang went to the exclusive private room of Xiaotangshan Fu Nanli and watched the handsome man sitting at the end of the long table. For a while, he dared not step forward.

All come to disrupt her life, why is she so difficult?

Fu Nanli was slicing the steak slowly, and looked up at her. The sky was drooping behind the French windows, and the atmosphere in the huge private room was heavy and depressing.

"Sit down." The man said in a low voice, and Lin Lang slowly sat on the opposite side far away from him.

"Miss Lin...or I should call you Miss Fang." Fu Nanli's eyes were secretly pressed against the dark bird, making Lin Lang tremble slightly.

"What do you want to do?" she asked through gritted teeth.

"Did you kill anyone?" The man's eyes were sharp, forcing Lin Lang to not look at his eyes.

She shook her hand violently, and the corners of her mouth twitched, "I didn't kill."

"you sure?"

Lin Lang stared at him, "I didn't kill anyone."

Fu Nanli put down the knife and fork in his hand, so as to take a moment to look at her: "Even if you didn't kill, but you replaced someone else, what do you think will you face after this incident is exposed?"

Lin Lang lowered his eyes and seemed to have given up struggling, "Anyway, I didn't kill anyone. I don't need to bear any criminal responsibility."

Fu Nanli didn't speak, and Fu Chuan who stood by said coldly: "Not to mention whether the police believe you, just talk about your current life, everything you get in the entertainment industry will be in vain."

Lin Lang raised his eyes to look at them: "What do you want?"

Fu Chuan smiled slightly: "Donate blood."

Lin Lang bit the corner of his mouth, clenched his fist, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "I will think about it."

Fu Chuan tapped on the table lightly: "You only have three days."

Lin Lang nodded: "Okay."

When she left the private room and walked to the door, Fu Chuan stopped her: "Did you really not kill anyone?"

(End of this chapter)