Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

"Do you mind Shen Baiyan so much? If you mind so much, why didn't you sign the divorce agreement?"

Fu and Huo, the two top wealthy families in Jingbei City, married five years ago. Now, five years have passed, and those who should cooperate have almost cooperated. Even if the two divorce now, it should not affect anything, let alone People will object.

Six months ago, Su Zhixiao sent a divorce agreement to Fu Jiyan, but the man never signed it.

The man had already recovered, and he was smiling all over his face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"Is that why Madam Fu wants to divorce?"

"Mr. Fu thinks that I will forget that I almost died because of the eldest lady of the Nan family?

Or was it about my baby being born prematurely at less than eight months and spending two full months in an incubator in the ICU?

Fu Jiyan, everyone understands it very well, so don't waste time.

I've said it many times, as long as you agree to divorce, I don't want anything! "

The man's face was ashen, and he sneered: "Oh, are you sure you don't want it? You don't want your son either?"

It's not that Su Zhixiao hasn't thought about this problem, he has already thought about it thousands of times in his mind.

"It's better for porridge to follow you than to follow me, so I won't rob you of the child, after all, I really don't have much time to take care of the child!"

For example, this time, I didn't have time to go home once for three whole months. It's not that I don't want my son, it's that I really can't get away from the bureau during this time.

A small case in three days, a big case in five days, and went on a business trip to the next city for nearly two weeks, and only came back two days ago. No, there was another case in the film and television city.

When Fu Jiyan heard that the woman didn't even want her own son for divorce, her eyes became colder and colder, and the corners of her mouth seemed to evoke a bit of cruelty:

"Very well, Mrs. Fu has voluntarily left the house, so it's not that I can't agree, right?

So, what is Madam Fu going to ask me for?

After all, if I'm happy, I can sign at any time, right? "

on purpose! Definitely on purpose!

Su Zhixiao let out a long breath:

"Fu Jiyan, wait to receive the court summons!

Also, please let me go. "

'Dengdeng.deng.' The standard leather shoes made a rhythmic sound when they stepped on the floor, and the back of a police uniform was even more straight and orderly. Every step was measured as if it had been measured by a ruler.

Outside the door, Zhou Huan and Zheng Bingyang looked at each other awkwardly, Zheng Bingyang didn't move for a long time, Zhou Huan stared a few times before turning around and coming in:

"Brother Yan, sister-in-law is gone?"

While talking, he rubbed the tip of his nose with his little finger, watching his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose.

Anyway, we have known each other for more than ten years, how can we not know a little about each other?

This guy is definitely not in a good mood right now, the air-conditioning from his body is almost freezing him to death! Fortunately, Fu Jiyan just glanced at Zhou Huan:

"back office."

"Eh, eh, okay."

Except that when Fu Jiyan and his party first arrived, some young policewomen were agitated, but it only started for a while, and then naturally they were all doing what they should do.

As for what happened in the reception room just now, apart from the parties concerned, only Zhou Huan and Zheng Bingyang knew a little bit about it, let alone the rest of the police station!

Su Zhixiao went back to the trace inspection office with his things:

"Officer Cui, it's all recorded, and I'll put it here for you." The mood is really not very good, and there may be a few chats in normal times.

Cui Xingran sat in front of the computer and stared intently at the comparison data on the screen, and it was too late to look back:

"All right, just put it there, please, Miss Su."

Su Zhixiao retreated lightly, and then returned to the medical examiner's office.