Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

Knowing that people are outside, naturally there is nothing to worry about.

"Okay, let's go."

"Yes, Second Young Master."

Xiaotao went out very quickly, the main thing is, at home, she would rather spend more time with the eldest son than with the second younger brother!

Yes, the elder and younger will be more kind and talkative a little bit better.

As for the second young master, it's up to the beholder to see benevolence.

Basically, only when the Second Young Mistress is around, the Second Young Master will appear close.

A certain person didn't know what Xiaotao was complaining about. After going upstairs, he entered the study.

Turning on the computer, I found that the email from my brother had been sent.

I clicked on it and looked, it was about some investigation reports of the private detectives in country M. Unfortunately, there was no news, except for a few photos.

Lin Yihan herself, Lin Yihan and her friends, and Lin Yihan and a man.

Judging from the photos, the relationship between the two is indeed not like that of ordinary friends, and the body language can fully express it.

It can be seen that Lin Yihan is very dependent on that man, and that man should also have some meaning for Lin Yihan.

However, why does this face seem more and more familiar the more I look at it?

It seems that I have seen it.

He was supposed to deal with the urgent mail from Hexing, but he didn't do it for a while.

Instead, holding the photo in one hand and propping his chin in the other, he has already begun to recall the past in his mind.

Da, da, da. His knuckles tapped rhythmically on the table.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, at this moment, a small figure leaped in from outside the door:

"Father, Congee Congee has brought you a cake. This cake is delicious."

As soon as the words fell, he staggered, his body couldn't stabilize, and he fell directly to the ground.

As for the half of the cake in his hand, it also fell to the floor.

Everything happened so fast that his father was stunned for two seconds before he could react.

And two seconds later, the cry of the child shook the entire villa for a moment, and it was a sense of sight.

"Wow wow wow"

The cry was terrible.

The people downstairs rushed upstairs almost as soon as they heard the crying.

In the study, his father got up and rushed over, picked up the little boy who had fallen on the ground, pinched his little hands, and then pinched his two little feet. Seeing that the bones were not injured, he was relieved a lot.

"What are you doing running so fast? How many times have you fallen?"

"Wow dad hurts."

"Where does it hurt?"

"On the legs."

Yep, just now I saw that the position on the inner side of the little guy's thigh was probably scratched by the cake fork in his hand when he just fell, and a long cut was made, at least four or five centimeters in length. Long, blood beads are oozing out.

It's not a big problem, the skin trauma will heal in a few days.

At this time, Fu Da, Aunt Feng, Xiao Tao, and even the wooden butler rushed forward:

"What's the matter?"

Fu Da has the most advanced study room, he can see the situation inside the house at a glance, basically, he can guess what happened in a second.

The boy was still crying like thunder. His father originally wanted to call Aunt Feng and ask Aunt Feng to bring up the medicine box, but there was no need to call, as everyone had arrived.

cough.

"Aunt Feng, where is the medicine box?"

Aunt Feng stood at the door panting:

"The medicine box? It's downstairs, I'll get it right away."

Just ran up, then hurried down again.

Fu Feishen had already arrived in front of the child, who was crying while holding his father.

"Porridge porridge porridge porridge"

The kid couldn't cry, so naturally he didn't hear his uncle calling him.

"Ayan!"

The kid didn't respond, but Fu was so anxious that he could only yell at his younger brother.