Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free-Chapter 788 - 797 Farewell in Death (6)

The man watched her every move warily, preventing her from doing anything tricky.

Qiao Mo’s fingertips paused slightly.

Should she call Jing Hao...or him?

"Hurry up, stop dawdling!" the man yelled sharply.

Qiao Mo was so frightened that she shivered and instinctively dialed Fu Nancheng’s number.

A bitter smile appeared on her face. Maybe this is just human instinct.

Qiao Mo’s heart trembled slightly. Actually, she knew.

As long as she called Jing Hao, he would stop at nothing to save her.

But perhaps because there was still a trace of hope in her heart, perhaps because she was still in love after all.

Ultimately, she still hoped that the person who would come to save her was him.

The call was forced onto speakerphone, and Qiao Mo lowered her eyes slightly, listening to the beeping of the phone. She thought silently in her heart: Fu Nancheng, why don’t you decide my fate? It might as well be a final conclusion.

The beeping continued, but no one picked up.

As time passed by, moment by moment, her heart grew heavier.

...

On the other side.

Shortly before Qiao Mo was kidnapped, Fu Nancheng hurriedly arrived at the company.

There had already been progress on Uncle Zhong’s side, pinpointing a neighborhood, confident of capturing the person within an hour.

Yan Jiu and Zhaoran also brought good news, saying they had found the drug dealer from back then. Eight years ago, Yang Peiyun had approached him and gave him two thousand yuan in cash to buy a popular sedative.

Fu Nancheng didn’t ask whether this drug dealer was the same person from back then because now, all he had to do was prove Qiao Mo’s innocence.

"President, the judiciary has already filed a case and started investigating the incident from eight years ago." Zhuo Lin pushed the door open, holding a document.

Fu Nancheng flipped through it, seeing that the online denunciation had reached an unprecedented intensity.

Saying Qiao Mo had become a rat crossing the street with everyone shouting to beat her would not be an exaggeration.

Under the media’s embellishment, eight years ago, Qiao Mo was apparently a drug-addicted, promiscuous, reckless, and arrogant wealthy girl, indulging in pleasures daily, squandering money without a shred of morality or responsibility.

It was precisely because of her arrogance that a series of accidents occurred.

Moreover, some even dug up her plagiarism incident at Milan Fashion Week, and even the awards she won in several competitions at school were labeled as a result of insider manipulation.

Public opinion seemed to be almost entirely one-sided under someone’s deliberate agitation.

"President, what should we do now?"

Fu Nancheng checked the time; it was ten o’clock in the morning.

"Let the situation continue to ferment for a while. In half an hour, hold a press conference. I will reveal the evidence I have to the media and submit it for judicial review."

"Yes."

After Zhuo Lin left, Fu Nancheng’s expression turned colder.

Exactly who is pulling all the strings?

This time, the incident definitely isn’t the work of Yang Peiyun and her daughter, but who is the person behind the scenes?

He leaned back in his chair, lowering his eyes to ponder for a moment.

Based on Yang Peiyun and her daughter’s reactions, he could infer that they probably did not know who this person was.

Otherwise, under yesterday’s circumstances, they were very likely to contact this hidden manipulator and question them.

Unfortunately, Shi Wu kept monitoring the two, but there was no gain.

"Truly hiding deeply..."

Fu Nancheng got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, feeling a bit irritable.

From the incident with Chen Shiqing and her daughter to Yang Peiyun and her daughter, someone has been orchestrating everything from behind the scenes.