Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

The office of the president of the Fu Group is here. The man with a dark face and exuding cold pressure all over his body suddenly spewed out a mouthful of coffee after seeing the phone.

The style of painting is extremely inconsistent.

His eyes were enlarged a lot, and he looked carefully at the photos on the phone several times.

It was finally confirmed that this beautiful little girl was indeed his little boy.

Unexpectedly, his mother still has this habit.

I couldn't help thinking silently in my heart: Fortunately, the woman didn't extend her devil's claws to herself.

The two executives in front of them were astonished, and they were even more curious:

What did Er Shao see?

How could it cause such a big reaction?

And after someone saw the photo, his temper was obviously a lot less:

"Change it again!"

Except for these two words, there was no threat of sarcasm or sarcasm like before.

The two executives wanted to cry, and quickly slipped out with the plan that had been changed twice.

After going out, I took a few deep breaths, as if I finally came back to life.

. . . . . .

central square.

Mo Ke had already arrived ahead of time, holding his mobile phone, and kept blasting WeChat.

In the taxi, the WeChat notification tone never stopped.

"We're here, we'll be there soon." He replied, and put the phone in his bag.

The child leaned against his mother and asked:

"Mom, who is it?"

"Mom's old classmate, Aunt Mo Ke."

"I don't think I've seen it before."

"Yes, today is the first time seeing you."

The kid laughed and seemed very happy.

After a while, the taxi pulled over:

"Ma'am, here we are."

"Thank you master."

The mother and son got out of the car.

At a glance, I saw Mo Ke not far away. At the moment, people are gathering in front of a stall selling snacks, and there are quite a lot of people queuing up to buy.

The mother and son walked over holding hands, and after approaching, they patted Mo Ke's arm.

Mo Ke turned around abruptly:

"Little Susu, you are finally here!"

"What are you doing?"

"Let me see, hey, who is this pretty little girl?"

"My house."

The child's face was pinched several times, and his angry look was very attractive. Finally, he hid directly behind his mother.

Only then did Mo Ke react:

"Isn't your family a son? Where did this little girl come from?"

puff~

"Look carefully."

Hearing this, Mo Ke knelt down and began to study the children carefully.

Look left and look again, and look up and down several times:

"Oh~ I can tell, this is your son!"

The kid backed away again, narrowly avoiding the clutches of the strange aunt.

Of course Su Zhixiao cannot watch his son being bullied:

"All right, all right, don't bully my son."

Mo Ke then stood up:

"How could I bully him? I just think he is so cute and want to pinch him."

sweat.

"Didn't you say you want to go shopping? Let's go."

"Okay, let's go to IFS."

"You decide."

Two big ones and one small, heading towards the IFS center not far from the opposite side.

Along the way, the rate of returning children's heads is high.

Even, there are children who want to come forward:

"Mom, that little sister is so cute, I want to be friends with her!"

"Then you go up and say it yourself."

The little boy came over shyly, his face was flushed red, and when he came to the kid, he uttered several times before he finally said a complete sentence:

"My name is Zheng Xi, I'm five years old, and I'm studying in the top class of XX Kindergarten. Can I make friends with you?"

The kid shook his head decisively:

"No!" refused.

The little boy who had finally mustered up his courage suddenly burst into tears.