Li Qin was very good at handling men.
She knew that after saying this, if she continued to stare at Fu Wenhai, it would give Fu Wenhai the feeling that she was monitoring him.
So, Li Qin returned the phone to Fu Wenhai and got up to leave the ward.
After Li Qin left, Fu Wenhai calmed himself down.
He argued with Li Qin every time they lived in the same space for more than five minutes.
Perhaps, he and Li Qin were truly incompatible from birth.
At the time, when Li Qin was there, Fu Wenhai couldn't understand why his contact with other women outside had anything to do with Li Qin.
As long as it didn't affect Li Qin inheriting his family fortune, that was fine.
However, after Li Qin left and Fu Wenhai calmed down alone, he realized that perhaps Li Qin was right.
He was indeed being watched by the police. He couldn't guarantee that this wasn't a trap set by the police to lure him out, so he couldn't rashly meet anyone.
After calming down, Fu Wenhai set his phone to silent. That way, even if someone messaged him to ask him out, he wouldn't hear or see it, and his resolve wouldn't waver.
After Li Qin left, Fu Wenhai closed his eyes to rest.
Ever since he confessed all his crimes to the police, Fu Wenhai found that he could no longer see those dead girls.
Could it be that the vengeful spirits of those girls were coming to claim his life?
Fu Wenhai never believed in fate, but at this moment, he had no choice but to believe.
Just as Fu Wenhai was lost in thought, the ward door was pushed open.
Fu Wenhai thought it was Li Qin returning and ignored it.
However, Fu Yan Ting sat down in front of Fu Wenhai and said coldly, "Second Uncle, tell me, why did you impersonate me to kill Lin Yi Cheng?"
Hearing Fu Yan Ting's voice, Fu Wenhai slowly opened his eyes and looked at Fu Yan Ting. Fu Wenhai still had his last bit of stubbornness.
He snorted coldly and said indifferently, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."
Fu Wenhai's principle was to play dumb if he could.
This was a survival rule he had learned from living in the Fu family for so many years.
For years, Fu Wenhai had survived safely by pretending to be foolish and unambitious.
Facing Fu Wenhai's denial, Fu Yan Ting seemed to have expected it.
Fu Yan Ting's lips curved slightly, and he stared at Fu Wenhai. After a moment of silence, Fu Yan Ting spoke, "Second Uncle, the evidence is all here. You tell me you don't understand?"
Fu Yan Ting never did anything he wasn't sure of. The reason he dared to confront Fu Wenhai without worrying about alerting him meant that he already had enough evidence in his hands.
Seeing the evidence in Fu Yan Ting's hand, Fu Wenhai's expression changed drastically.
He looked at Fu Yan Ting and explained, "Yan Ting, I did this for your own good. Although you are Lin Qian's son, I saw how the Lin family treated you over the years. You are my nephew, how could I bear to see you suffer such injustice?"
"So, you impersonated me and killed Lin Yi Cheng, right?"
Fu Yan Ting never believed that Fu Wenhai had done this for his own good.
If Fu Wenhai had truly done it for his sake, he wouldn't have done such a thing.
Fu Wenhai hadn't expected Fu Yan Ting to be so direct. His expression became unpleasant, and he felt very awkward. He looked at Fu Yan Ting, wanting to explain, but it seemed like any explanation would be wrong.
Now that Fu Yan Ting had evidence of Fu Wenhai's crime, Fu Wenhai had to calm himself down and get the evidence from Fu Yan Ting.
To this end, Fu Wenhai said with a fawning expression, "Yan Ting, no matter what happens, we are family. No matter how the Lin family treats you, I am sincere towards you. Are you going to watch your Second Uncle go to jail?"
"Second Uncle seems to have forgotten that after the company's annual general meeting incident, you incited those directors to force me to step down."
Fu Wenhai was very good at reading the situation and adapting.
Although his relationship with Fu Yan Ting had reached rock bottom before, Fu Wenhai was thick-skinned and adaptable. No matter what he had done or said before, at this crucial moment, he could still find a way out.
Hearing Fu Yan Ting's words, Fu Wenhai remained calm and explained, "I was testing those old directors of the company, wasn't I? Yan Ting, you are still young. The world is dangerous, and people's hearts are unpredictable. You wouldn't understand. As your uncle, I had to test them myself. See, didn't we achieve the desired outcome?"
Fu Yan Ting had never met such a thick-skinned person. Hearing Fu Wenhai's words, Fu Yan Ting found it very amusing, and he was truly impolite, bursting into laughter.
Fu Wenhai, as if coaxing a child, took Fu Yan Ting's hand and gently cajoled him, "Yan Ting, come, give these waste papers to your Second Uncle. Second Uncle will throw them in the trash."
Fu Yan Ting's lips curved slightly, and he leaned closer to Fu Wenhai, whispering, "Second Uncle, your hypnosis technique is really terrible. Do you think anyone can be hypnotized? Or do you really take me for an idiot?"
Fu Wenhai wanted to explain.
Fu Yan Ting stood up, glanced at his watch, and then calculated the time.
As Fu Yan Ting extended his right hand, showing three fingers, two fingers, one finger...
The ward door was pushed open again.
Assistant Shen Hao Lin walked into Fu Yan Ting's presence, panting, holding a document. Shen Hao Lin gave Fu Wenhai a sympathetic look.
For some reason, Fu Wenhai's face turned extremely ugly.
He felt a sense of unease.
In front of Fu Wenhai, Shen Hao Lin said, "Boss, this is the company's financial situation for last year."
Hearing the word "financial," Fu Wenhai's face became even more unsightly.
He tried to find his voice, stared at Fu Yan Ting, and cautiously asked, "Yan Ting, it's not the end of the year yet. Why do you need last year's financial statements?"
Even for annual accounts, it would be at the end of the year.
Fu Wenhai thought that he would sell his stocks in the next few months and then cover up the embezzled money, making it undetectable.
He hadn't expected Fu Yan Ting to start looking at the annual accounts now.
If he was responsible for the deaths of those girls at the company's annual general meeting, Fu Wenhai had only instructed Lin Yi Cheng to teach them a lesson. He had not ordered Lin Yi Cheng to kill them.
It was Lin Yi Cheng who acted on his own and killed them.
Even if the police convicted him, Fu Wenhai would only serve one or two years. With some money and connections, it wouldn't be a problem.
But now, embezzlement of public funds was not a small sum, and the crime was not that minor.