Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

Twenty minutes later, the airport staff came and knocked on the door:

"Mr. Fu, your flight is ready to board."

Zheng Bingyang hurriedly got up and dragged his luggage:

"Brother Yan, board the plane."

Fu Jiyan opened his eyes, his sharp gaze swept around, and in a flash, he regained his indifference:

"Yeah." He answered in a low voice and stood up.

The three-dimensional facial features and the perfectly tailored suit, just one stop, is full of abstinence, and the female staff at the airport who was recruited to inform the boarding staff stared at stars.

Zheng Bingyang pulled the suitcase, stretched out his hand and waved in front of the girl, and finally came back to his senses:

"Sorry sorry."

This is not the first time this kind of thing has happened, it happens often, and I am used to it.

But, unexpectedly, because the itinerary was exposed, even the VIP channel was blocked. Many fans bought tickets for the same flight, and the first-class cabin was almost covered by fans. Now they are blocked on the VIP channel Yes, those fans who bought first-class tickets.

"Brother Yan!"

"Hello, brother!"

Although the fans blocked the passage, it wasn't too much.

Fu Jiyan glanced at these young girls, and stopped:

"You don't go to school? Don't you go to work?"

Otherwise, why are you so idle?

Very good, King Fu's poisonous tongue has started again.

"My school will be on holiday for three days starting today. The pink eye infection is high in the near future. Brother Yan, you must pay attention!"

"Pinkeye?"

"Yes, it's just that the eyes are red, and it seems to be crying non-stop. I heard that many people have been infected. Basically, all primary, secondary, and kindergartens are on holiday."

Fu Jiyan immediately thought of his little brat, and was thinking about calling home for a while, when his brother had already called from abroad.

"elder brother?"

After making a silence gesture, the fans fell silent immediately.

"Is porridge school on holiday?"

It seems that Mr. Fu, who is abroad, has also received news of the high incidence of pink eye disease.

It's just that Fu Jiyan really doesn't know whether his son's kindergarten is on holiday or not.

"I don't know, I heard it was released."

On the phone, Fu Feishen was obviously angry:

"I heard? That's your own son. How did you become a father? Where are you now?"

Boss Fu, known for his steady and calm all the year round, roared.

"Airport."

"What are you doing at the airport? Going out again? Who will take care of porridge?"

Fu Jiyan didn't want to hide anything from the fans, in fact, he really didn't care what the fans thought.

Therefore, he didn't walk away at all, and the fans who were close could basically hear the conversation with the phone clearly.

"His mother doesn't go to work today, so she can take him."

"What about tomorrow? Who will take it? Can you come back tomorrow?"

"No! Send it to grandpa."

Other than that, there seems to be no better way.

After all, once his mother goes to work, she is busier than his father.

On the phone, no matter how worried Fu Feishen was, he couldn't fly back to China right away.

"I'll call Grandpa."

"Um."

After the phone call ended, the female fan next to her, who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, looked at Fu Jiyan, and whispered a child's name from her mouth:

"Porridge porridge?"

The voice was very small, and Fu Jiyan could only hear it clearly because of his good hearing.

It can be seen from this that there is no malice.

Fu Jiyan smiled at the little girl:

"Yes!" He admitted directly.

As for the other fans, they all looked dumbfounded.

It wasn't until Fu Jiyan and Zheng Bingyang walked a long way that someone asked the little girl curiously:

"Hey, what did you say to brother Yan just now?"

The little girl also laughed:

"It's nothing, let's go, the plane will fly away in a while."

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