Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

"It's not eighteen or nineteen years old, why do old couples still have dates?"

"Yo, old couple~~"

"Hey, I'll go downstairs first. If the captain is looking for me, please speak for me."

"Success, no problem."

. . . . . .

Someone said on the phone that he would arrive in fifteen minutes, but he arrived in less than ten minutes, even one step earlier than his wife.

Well, when I called, my wife said that I still have ten minutes to get off work. I didn't want my wife to be too anxious, so I said a little more time.

Obviously, although neither of the couple said anything in advance, the result was a very tacit understanding and a tacit understanding.

All arrived early.

'Didi! '

The Bentley parked by the side of the road honked its horn twice.

Su Zhixiao stepped forward, before he knocked on the window, he got down, looking like a dog.

A private haute couture shirt, and a black suit outside, the leather shoes are so shiny that they can reflect the figure, and the hair has also been styled.

Occupational habits, I couldn't help sniffing:

"Fu Jiyan, are you still wearing perfume?"

The man laughed:

"No spray." replied.

"Then why is it so fragrant?"

cough.

"Honey, don't you know about incense?"

Sorry, I really don't know the extravagant habits of your capitalists.

In ancient times, only princes and nobles could afford incense.

"Time is tight, get in the car first."

The corner of the woman's mouth twitched a few times before getting into the car.

A-Ban is still driving, and Uncle Jiang is getting old and basically retired.

"Go to jsrw."

"Yes, Second Young Master."

jsrw is a private styling studio in the north of Beijing, and the only one in the country.

Although the name is so random, not everyone can take over this modeling studio.

Basically, only celebrities and dignitaries are accepted, followed by super-first-line big names.

Think about how many super first-line stars are there in the entire Z country?

The location of the store is not far, just in the city center, about ten minutes by car.

When they arrived, the couple got out of the car, and the man hugged the woman and walked inside.

"Let go, I'll go by myself."

"Shy? Don't let go!"

I just like to see the small picture of my daughter-in-law, how can I let go?

After entering the store, the manager hurriedly greeted him:

"Young Master Fu, this is the Young Madam, right?"

In front of outsiders, Su Zhixiao did everything to save someone's face, so he didn't struggle anymore.

"Where's your boss?"

"The boss is upstairs."

"Let him down."

"Sure, I'll call him right now, Young Master Fu, Mrs. Young Master Fu, wait a moment."

After the manager left, Su Zhixiao finally pulled someone's wrist away:

"Fu Jiyan, be honest with me!"

"Why not honest? Can you be honest?"

"Shut up!"

Tsk, tell me to be honest again, tell me to shut up again, and don’t let me cuddle, woman

The studio boss came down from upstairs now:

"Yo, Young Master Fu is here?"

"Hurry up, don't talk nonsense, and help my wife make a look."

"All right, all right, of course.

Hello sister-in-law, my name is Jin Sa, welcome to our studio. "

"Hi, my name is Su."

"Okay sister-in-law, let's go this way."

If you are not in a hurry, you will definitely have to chat for a while.

After that, Su Zhixiao was sitting in front of the makeup mirror, and Jin Sa pushed the tool cart over and began to work on his head.

Ten minutes passed.

twenty minutes passed

Half an hour passed.

I was really going to doze off, and my eye sockets felt so astringent.

"Boss Jin, how long will it take?" I couldn't help asking.

"Hurry up, hurry up, it will be fine soon."

"Oh fine."