Being a Lady of an Influential Family

On the other side, the atmosphere in Dujun Fu's study was extremely dignified, and Han Ran couldn't help crying secretly in his heart while standing on the side. Governor Fu is not a gentle and amiable character, but the people who follow him don't feel too sad.

After all, for most capable people, it is definitely easier to get along with a vigorous boss than a boss who turns around three times in one sentence and changes his face three times a minute.

Although Han Ran has not been with Governor Fu for a few years, he has a rough idea of ​​Governor Fu's temper.

As long as you don't pretend to be smart and do things you shouldn't do, and do your job well, no matter how angry you are, Governor Fu will not vent his anger on the people around you.

In fact, Young Master Fu is very similar to Du Jun Fu. Outsiders say that Young Master Fu is difficult to get along with, but Han Ran knows that the reason why people like Xu Shaoming and Xia Wei'an are so loyal to Young Master Fu is not because Young Master Fu treats those around him. How are you?

On the contrary, it is Mrs. Fu who eats vegetarian food, recites Buddha, looks elegant and dignified, and sometimes rewards the people around her. The maids and servants in Mrs. Fu's yard are often used as punching bags.

But at this moment, even Han Ran, who knew that Governor Fu would not take his anger out on him, felt a little unbearable for the chills coming from Governor Fu's body.

"Go and find out about Madam." After a long time, Governor Fu said coldly.

Han Ran was taken aback, "The governor means..."

This meaning is too broad, what to check, and to what extent? How to check? They are all particular.

The dignified wife of the military governor is not just randomly checked by others. Not everyone has the guts to go directly to the wife's yard to arrest and kill people like Young Master Fu.

In these years, Mrs. Fu has managed the Fu family without any troubles, and has given birth to three more children. Governor Fu has always respected Mrs. Fu very much. He wouldn't be suspicious and check his wife secretly all day long. If he was really so narrow-minded, it wouldn't be just his wife who would be checked.

Governor Fu glared at him, and said in a cold voice: "Check carefully! Focus on investigating the things between her and the boss in the past few years."

Han Ran nodded respectfully, "Understood, Overseer."

"Go!" Governor Fu said.

Han Ran nodded, saluted, turned and went out.

Walking out the door, Han Ran couldn't help taking a deep breath inwardly, recalling Governor Fu's indifferent expression when he left just now.

Fu's backyard has been quiet for so many years, it's about to blow up.

In the secret prison in Yongcheng, the bored prisoners watched with great interest as Xu Shaoming dragged a man in from the outside.

It was really dragging, the man was lying on the ground by the neckline and was dragged forward by Xu Shaoming, leaving bloodstains all the way.

"Hey, Adjutant Xu, what kind of unlucky criminal is this in the hands of First Young Master Fu?" A prisoner was lying on the railing of the cell and asked with great interest.

These people were locked up here, and they couldn't get out, and it seemed that they couldn't die for a while, but after a long time, they became familiar with the people who came here from time to time.

Xu Shaoming glanced at the speaker, then lowered his head to look at the person being dragged by him, and said with a sneer, "It's because you don't have eyes and you eat your heart."

"... That kid Fu Fengcheng is lame, why is he still so angry?" Someone muttered softly.

Xu Shaoming glanced at the person who spoke, but dragged him in without hesitation, and the people in the cell behind him all bet on whether the unlucky ghost would come out alive.

Xu Shaoming threw the man in his hand into an empty interrogation room. The man raised his head with some difficulty, with a frightened expression, "What place is this?"

Xu Shaoming went to the desk in the room and sat down, opened a notebook and flipped through it, then picked up the pen beside him and wrote a few words, "Feng San, what's your real name?"

That unlucky ghost was Feng San who had already "dead".

Feng San also thought he was dead, after all he was really shot by Xu Shaoming.

But when he woke up again, he was imprisoned in a dark, narrow and dark place. The wound on his chest was not serious, at least he couldn't die.

How could Feng San not know that he was kidnapped by Xu Shaoming?

Seeing that he didn't cooperate, Xu Shaoming put down his pen and smiled at him, "I advise you to be honest, anyway, you are already a dead person to outsiders now. Even if you die again, no one will care."

"you……"

Xu Shaoming said: "That's right, I killed you in front of everyone, but now...I'm still sitting here. Do you think Madam will do anything to me for you?"

"Impossible!" Feng San couldn't help jumping up and said, the two young men standing on the side immediately stepped forward and clasped his arms behind him and knelt down on the ground, "Madam won't just let it go! You Dead!"

Xu Shaoming played with the pen in his hand, "What are you daydreaming about? You are a scumbag running errands for Madam, and you expect Madam to fight with the young master for you? If you are not dead, Madam may still save you. You are dead. What do you expect Madam to do? Answering my question well is the only value left for you to be alive. Otherwise, I have no choice but to treat you as dead and replace it with someone of value."

"You want to scare me? I'm not scared too much!" Feng San sneered.

Xu Shaoming nodded, and gestured to the two young men, "Let the people around Madam see your methods."

The two young men laughed and said, "Don't worry, Adjutant Xu, we have a lot of hard bones here, and this one is not on the list."

It's not that there are tough bones in this prison that they can't deal with, but who are those people? How can this be compared to this one?

Xu Shaoming stood up, "Brothers have worked hard, I'll go out first."

Before leaving, Xu Shaoming glanced at Feng San with a half-smile, "If I were you, I'd be smarter."

Feng San felt cold all over when he saw him, and wanted to push back, but Xu Shaoming had already opened the door and walked out.

On a dark rainy night, the torrential rain hits the body, making the whole body icy cold, like falling into an ice cave.

Fu Fengcheng didn't know how long he had been lying in the rain, an hour, a day, a month, or a year?

That cold sting let him know he wasn't dead, that he wasn't completely unconscious.

In his memory, there is rarely such a heavy rain in the north in early winter. But at this moment, the sky seemed to be deliberately against him, and the pouring rain fell on him mercilessly.

Not far away, a man wearing a raincoat covering most of his face was looking down at him, and the sound of the rain was loud, but the other party's voice came to his ears very clearly, "Tsk, it is said that the proud son of the North Dragon and the South Phoenix , even your own mother can't tolerate you, Young Master Fu, what kind of pride are you?"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Fu Fengcheng! Fu Fengcheng!"

Leng Sa looked anxiously at the person leaning against her, Fu Fengcheng's whole body was cold and pale, and even his whole body was trembling.

A pair of sword eyebrows were tightly frowned, and fine beads of sweat covered his forehead, as if he had fallen into some terrible nightmare.

But for a person like Fu Fengcheng, what kind of nightmare would it take to make him like this?

"Fu Fengcheng!"

Leng Sa hugged her and yelled over and over again.

But Fu Fengcheng seemed to have completely fallen into a nightmare, and he couldn't hear Leng Sa's voice at all.

The originally pale face gradually turned cold, but Leng Sa felt a biting murderous aura emanating from him.

The original trembling seemed to have gradually stopped, and even the sleeping face with eyes closed was not usually calm but murderous.

In the dream, Fu Fengcheng's eyes were blood red. In the same rainy night, in the same wilderness, there were countless corpses lying on the ground, scattered randomly to the end of the rain curtain.

The man who was still showing off in front of him just now was already lying on the ground, the heavy rain washed the blood away from him, but there was always a steady stream of blood gushing out as if it would never be exhausted.

Fu Fengcheng had forgotten that he was shot in the leg not long ago, that's why he lay in the rain for so long.

At this moment, he had already stood up, holding a long knife in his hand, the blade was stained with blood. Holding the knife, he walked towards the man step by step, his legs were still bleeding but it didn't seem to have any effect on his walking.

The people on the ground stared at Fu Fengcheng with wide eyes and grinning grimly.

"Even my own mother can't tolerate you, why aren't you dead?"

"Why are you still alive..."

"You insane thing! Why don't you die?!" The woman's sharp voice pierced through time, space and rain into his ears. Fu Fengcheng looked at the man on the ground with cold eyes, and raised the long knife in his hand without hesitation He stabbed down with a knife.

"Fu Fengcheng! Fu Fengcheng!"

Leng Sa looked at Fu Fengcheng, whose expression was getting more and more terrifying, and no longer hesitated, stretched out his hand and pinched several painful spots on his body.

The person who had closed his eyes suddenly opened them. Before Leng Sa could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw a pair of dark red eyes full of violence and viciousness.

"Fu Fengcheng! Please wake me up!"

Fu Fengcheng paused for a moment with his hand that had just been raised in mid-air, and stared at Leng Sa for a long time before speaking, with a hoarse voice, "Is that you?"

"Are you awake?" Leng Sa looked at him and said.

Fu Fengcheng closed his eyes, and he saw his terrifying expression in Leng Sa's eyes.

"Just wake up." Leng Sa said with a sigh of relief, "Are you all right?"

Fu Fengcheng slowly put down his hand and hugged Leng Sa tightly, "It's okay."

The cold body, as if immersed in ice water, gradually began to warm up.