Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

In the corridor, Fu Er's face was a little gloomy, and he didn't know who he was talking on the phone with.

Suddenly, someone hugged her leg:

"Dad~"

The man with a gloomy face softened a little, and ordered to the phone:

"Keep watching, let me know if there is any news."

After hanging up the phone, he glanced at the small pendant on his leg:

"Fu Zhizhou, what are you doing?"

The kid probably climbed on his father's legs like a tree trunk. Fortunately, his father's legs were long enough.

I didn't stop until I couldn't climb anymore, and I was tired and hummed:

"I'm so tired, Daddy hugs the baby!"

Although Fu Er said that his face was full of disgust, he still picked up the little boy and hugged him in his arms.

"Didn't you go out to play?"

The kid quickly shook his head:

"He didn't go out. Just now, Porridge went to find Uncle."

"Oh? What do you want your uncle to do?"

The kid pursed his mouth and looked a little depressed. Finally, he raised his head and looked at his father with a pair of eyeballs:

"Father, when will Congee Congee have an uncle?"

puff~

"Well, this question, you have to ask your uncle."

The kid hummed and shook his head:

"Uncle wouldn't tell Porridge Porridge.

However, Dad, Congee Congee quite likes Mrs. Ye as an aunt now. "

When Teacher Ye was still in kindergarten, she still had some resistance.

But this morning, when he suddenly heard that Teacher Ye had resigned and would not come any more, the child felt sad all of a sudden, and the previous resistance disappeared in an instant.

Fu Er has a headache:

"Fu Zhizhou, why are you meddling in the affairs of so many grown-ups at such a young age? Are you full?"

"Porridge porridge is what my grandfather said."

The children are almost staying in the old house these days, so naturally they spend a lot of time with the old man.

Fu Er pursed the corner of his lower lip:

"Okay, don't mention this matter again, especially don't mention it in front of your uncle."

"Why?"

"Where do you come from so many? Didn't I tell you before that your uncle has someone he likes in his heart."

At such a young age, he actually learned how to play the role of a man?

Or because there is too little homework.

The kid stared:

"Father, is it true? Then, who is the person uncle likes? Do you know Porridge?"

"you do not know."

"Does dad know him?"

"perhaps."

What kind of answer is that?

To know is to know, not to know is not to know, and you have to make a general idea. After all, isn’t it just knowing?

The kid couldn't understand these for the time being, and was very confused.

"It's time to eat, let's go downstairs first."

"oh."

After getting off the ground, he shook his head and shook his head all the way.

After the little figure came downstairs, his father leaned on the railing of the corridor and said downwards:

"Brother, you heard everything, you see that your nephew is starting to worry about your marriage!"

Fu Feishen had been standing there a long time ago, and he could hear the conversation between the father and son upstairs even more clearly.

"Second, are you itchy?"

"I'm not talking nonsense."

"Shut up, try not to mention too many things about adults in front of children!"

Tsk.

"Brother, are you angry because I mentioned Lin Yihan just now?"

Sure enough, when he said the word "Lin Yihan", Fu Da's expression changed.

Just when it was about to explode, someone said again:

"My man, I seem to have seen her some time ago!"

Um?

Fu Da's sharp eyes swished over:

"Where?"

In her tone, she couldn't hide her eagerness.