Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

After Ah Feng left, Ah Ban restarted the car, and slowly drove the car to the school gate and stopped.

The kid in the back seat obviously hasn't smoothed it out yet.

"Fu Zhizhou, here we are."

"ah?"

His father squinted:

"get off."

The child raised his eyes and looked out the window, it turned out that he had already arrived at the kindergarten.

Still, it didn't move.

Instead, he raised his head:

"Father, should porridge continue to be called Teacher Ye or Uncle Ye?"

puff!

"This question, why don't you call your uncle first?"

Is it my uncle's mother, or is it just a matter of your uncle's words?

The kid thought it made sense, so he sat up straight and started calling his uncle with his phone watch.

He didn't realize that his father did it on purpose.

Well, watching a play, of course you have to see the whole set to understand it.

The phone got through, it rang twice, and it was answered over there:

"Hello, porridge?"

"Morning uncle!"

Fu Da, who had just arrived at the office, took off his suit jacket with one hand and threw it on the sofa while answering the phone call, leaning against the desk:

"Morning, why did you call uncle at this time?" asked.

The tone is extremely gentle, and the eyes are full of doting.

The kid peeked at his father next to him, and then continued:

"Uncle, Porridge has a question, and Dad said he wanted to ask you."

On the phone, Fu Da paused involuntarily:

"Oh? What do you want to ask me? Ask."

Fu Da probably never dreamed that he would be seen by his own brother and nephew by such a coincidence.

"Uncle, that's right, that's right, is porridge going to have an uncle?

The uncle is Teacher Ye, right? "

Cough, cough, cough.

On the phone, Fu Da was rarely choked and coughed for a long time before recovering.

"Who do you listen to nonsense?"

The kid glanced at his father cautiously:

"Papa said it."

very good.

"Congee Congee, can you give your father the phone first? Uncle has something to tell your father."

"Oh, great uncle."

After saying that, he took off the watch and handed it to Fu Jiyan:

"Dad, uncle has something to tell you, let you answer the phone."

Fu Jiyan didn't even have a chance to say no, so he could only take his son's phone and watch, his eyes rolled and he could betray his father in an instant.

"Hello~"

"Fu Er, are your skin tight or itchy?

What are you talking about with porridge, uncle? "

Tsk.

"Isn't it? We just saw Teacher Ye sent to school by Ah Feng.

Brother, you are not young anymore, even if you are in a relationship, you can be aboveboard, and you don't need to be sneaky!

Rest assured, our whole family supports it! "

"Support shit!

I don't have anything with Mr. Ye, so don't give me nonsense everywhere! "

No?

"Brother, do you dare to pat your conscience and say that you really have nothing to do with Teacher Ye?"

this.

Fu Da on the phone was obviously blank for a few seconds.

But these few seconds are enough to explain the problem.

After all, the two are brothers of the same mother and compatriots, the kind whose bones are broken and the tendons are still connected.

For some behaviors and thoughts of the other, the two brothers are clear about each other.

Fu Da was very aggressive before, but now he has calmed down. In fact, one hand is constantly rubbing the center of his eyebrows.

Look at all this shit!

It is very clear that if this matter is not explained clearly in time, it is very likely that the old man will receive the news in less than an hour.

At that time, if you really jump into the Yellow River, you won't be able to wash it off.