Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

"Fu Jiyan, you are enough!

Give two points of color to open a dyeing workshop, right?

The tube is quite wide!

Don't push yourself too far! "

The movement of the man's hands was obviously paused, and it took about two seconds before he tied the plastic bag strap, and looked at the woman in front of him again:

"Officer Su doesn't need to rush to refuse, it doesn't mean anything."

Although the relationship between the two has already dropped to a freezing point, but one thing has to be admitted, legally, the two are still a legally protected husband and wife relationship!

So, it's just a meal, it really doesn't mean anything.

Of course Su Zhixiao understood the meaning of the man's words, the corners of his lips pursed.

At this moment, the door of the bathroom was opened again, and Bai Yu came out, so embarrassed that he could dig out a big villa:

"Cough, that, Sister Su, Mr. Fu Fu, you talk, I'll go first."

He strode towards the door, opened it, and ran out in a hurry, feeling a turbulent wave in his heart.

As for the two people in the room, after Fu Jiyan closed the door, he sent a message to the bodyguard who was guarding downstairs, and then sat back on the sofa, exuding anger all over his body.

Great prince, when did you suffer this kind of anger?

What's more, you can't beat or scold me.

Don't you just have to sulk all by yourself?

Su Zhixiao, on the other hand, went back to the study because he couldn't see it.

One of the couple is in the study and the other is in the living room. In fact, neither of them really thought about anything.

Half an hour later, the doorbell rang.

Fu Jiyan twitched his brows, got up, and stepped forward to open the door.

Outside the door, the bodyguard was carrying two large boxes:

"Second Young Master, Xiangmanlou just made it."

The man hummed and took over:

"Go down and wait for me."

"yes."

After the bodyguard left, Fu Jiyan put away the expression on his face, which was a bit slower than before.

Put the two large boxes on the dining table before going to the door of the study.

'Knock knock knock', knock a few times.

"What's the matter?" came a voice from inside.

Outside the study, Fu Jiyan's mouth showed a bit of obvious helplessness:

"The food has been delivered, hurry up and eat, I'm going back."

If I don't leave, I'm afraid the women inside won't come out tonight!

This self-knowledge is still there.

In the study room, Su Zhixiao did put down the file in his hand and looked straight at the door, but he didn't say anything until he heard the door closing, he held his breath and came out of the study room.

Sure enough, there was no one in the house anymore, and the meals that Bai Yu had sent before also disappeared.

Su Zhixiao would not face his body, Wu Zang Temple was already hungry, so he stepped forward to open Xiangmanlou's customized box, which had been sorted long ago:

Scrambled eggs with bitter gourd, fried zucchini with eggplant, fried cabbage with dried shrimps, fried cucumber with perilla. There is also a cup of black chicken soup with ginkgo fruit, and a serving of white rice with plump and distinct grains.

Even though they are all vegetarian, these dishes are just prepared by the nutritionist of Xiangmanlou, and they are extremely nutritious.

On the other side, Bentley slowly drove into the gate of the villa.

The villa area of ​​Xiangzhou International was built 20 years ago. There are only nine villas in the entire villa area, and the more people live in it, the higher their status.

People who can only be seen on news broadcasts and international financial news on weekdays can meet by chance here from time to time.

Fu Jiyan seldom returns here, and lives outside more often. After all, he spends most of the year filming on the set.