Chapter 1294 Making an Exchange

She was terribly frightened.

I asked for leave from the crew the next day and did not go to filming.

Fu Chuan's people had been keeping an eye on Lin Lang. Fu Chuan knew it as soon as she asked for leave.

She felt guilty, so his guess was definitely accurate.

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

Lin Lang was having lunch at home. When she saw this news, her face turned pale with fright. She reached out and grabbed the corner of the table with a ferocious expression.

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

This is her only confidence. Without evidence, no matter how much the other party questions her, they can't do anything to her without evidence.

[Do you think that if you have plastic surgery to look like Lin Lang, you are really her? Isn’t this kind of lie easily exposed? ]

Lin Lang was suddenly discouraged.

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

"Don't Mrs. Du know her blood type?"

Fu Chuan spread his hands: "Most people don't really pay much attention to blood types unless they encounter something big and need a blood transfusion or something. Some people are in their fifties and sixties and they can't tell you their blood type if you ask them to. Lin Lang has never had any serious illness. So Mrs. Du didn’t know that her blood type was normal.”

Fu Nanli nodded: "Yeah."

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

"Let's show it off. Make an appointment with her and ask her to go to Xiaotangshan. I'll talk to her."

On Saturday night, Lin Lang went to Fu Nanli's exclusive private room in Xiaotangshan. Seeing the handsome man sitting at the end of the long table, he didn't dare to step forward for a moment.

They all come to disrupt her life, why is it so difficult for her?

Fu Nanli was cutting the steak slowly and looked up at her. The sky outside the French window behind him was low, and the atmosphere in the large private room was heavy and depressing.

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

"Miss Lin...or I should call you Miss Fang." Fu Nanli's eyes were full of evil, making Lin Lang tremble slightly.

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

"Have you killed anyone?" The man's eyes were so sharp that Lin Lang didn't dare to look into his eyes.

Her hand holding the handbag was shaking violently, and the corners of her mouth were twitching, "I didn't kill anyone."

"you sure?"

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

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

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

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

Lin Lang raised his eyes and looked at them: "What do you want?"

Fu Chuan smiled slightly: "Donate blood."

Lin Lang bit the corner of his mouth, clenched his fists, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "I'll think about it."

Fu Chuan knocked 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?"