After going ashore at the funeral home, I relied on prophecy to solve the case and save myself

Chapter 92 Undercurrent
However, when Zhu Jiangjiang looked up, Dong Jiasheng had already retracted his gaze without a trace, as if everything was just an illusion of hers.

"I especially admire those who are policemen, especially girls. It must be very hard to work in the Public Security Bureau."

Song Qing said with a little admiration.

"It's nice to have a family member who is a policeman. It feels very safe. Xiaohua, if you are bullied at school in the future, don't be afraid, the second sister will protect you."

Song Qing's eyes sparkled brightly, looking very sincere.

Although Zhu Jianhua was ignorant, he nodded approvingly.

"Some people are worthy of coming from a small place, and those who do odd jobs are worthy of praise."

The fact that her husband was kidnapped, but Zhu Jiangjiang chose to stand by, was a thorn in Zhu Jianxi's heart that could never be removed.

Hearing Song Qing's almost flattering words, she lifted her red lips and couldn't help but sneer.

"We just had dinner with the deputy director a while ago. Jiasheng was kidnapped by members of the criminal investigation team and the special police. My 'capable' sister didn't help at all from the beginning to the end."

"It's a pity, I will definitely be able to help when your husband sleeps in the morgue."

The corners of Zhu Jiangjiang's mouth were lightly raised, ignoring the instantly gloomy faces of Zhu Jianxi and his wife, and turned to Song Qing and said.

"I'm a forensic doctor. I'm not catching thieves. I can't give living people a sense of security. Call 666 if you need anything, and don't call me."

"Jiasheng, Tiantian's meat soup has been spilled. Xixi didn't notice it carelessly, so don't you pay attention."

Zhu Jianxi held his breath in his throat, and was about to lose his temper, but was suppressed by Chen Chen indiscriminately.

The youngest son was born prematurely and was in poor health, so she only brought her eldest son Dong Tiantian with her when she returned to Zhu's house for dinner today.

Dong Tiantian is more than one year old this year and can start eating complementary food.

The couple put Dong Tiantian on the baby chair and gave him a bottle of juice and a bowl of meat soup for him to eat and play.

He has a lively personality, and when he didn't take care of him, he wiped the meat soup in the bowl all over the place, looking like a dirty little cat.

After hearing what his mother-in-law said, Dong Jiasheng quickly picked up the towel handed over by the nanny and started to wipe it carelessly.

He is not very good at taking care of children, his hands and feet are neither light nor heavy, and Dong Tiantian's face immediately showed a few red marks with the naked eye.

"Clumsy, let me do it."

Zhu Jianxi couldn't stand it anymore, and took the initiative to take the towel to take care of his son, leaving Zhu Jiangjiang behind.

Dong Tiantian had a cheerful personality, and while making trouble with his spoon, he was still giggling.

When Father Zhu saw his grandson so energetic, his mood immediately improved a lot.

He looked down, slowly raised his hand, and called out to Song Qing.

"I see that Xiaohua eats very well. Come and sit here with Dad, let Tian Tian learn how to eat with uncle."

A child over one year old is definitely incomparable to a child over three years old. Zhu Jianxi's face suddenly turned black from this seemingly slap in the face.

The servant's reaction was quick. As soon as Father Zhu finished speaking, the two hurriedly pushed Zhu Jianhua's children's chair over, and it was stuck between the seats of Zhu Jianxi and Father Zhu.

"Xiaohua is young, so he tends to get emotional when he is away from me. Anyway, I am full, so I won't go to the table."

Song Qing followed with a graceful gait, carrying a water bottle and wet tissues, and smiled shyly.

"What's the point of you standing next to us when we eat, just add an extra chair." Zhu's father said with a beard and a stare.

"But miss...would it be too troublesome." Song Qing glanced at Zhu Jianxi, with a hesitant expression.

"How important is it, if you are told to sit, you can sit. How can you teach your son well?"

Comprehending Father Zhu's meaning, the servant immediately moved the chair to Zhu Jianxi's side, and called out softly without daring to urge him.

"Miss?"

"If you have a son, you don't want a daughter, right? I'm a superfluous person in love. I shouldn't be back today at all."

Zhu Jianxi had never been angered like this since she was a child, and seeing that she was about to give way to Xiaosan, she couldn't bear it any longer and stood up.

"It's okay, I'll just stand for a while. Your father is not in good health. He just got out of the hospital today. Missy, don't be angry about a mere seat."

Song Qing was taken aback, and quickly spoke to comfort her.

"Don't touch me, you vixen don't put on an air there, isn't it to your liking if we fall out?"

Zhu Jianxi shook off Song Qing's outstretched hand, and threw the towel for wiping her son onto Song Qing's face.

"When I smell your stinky smell, I lose my appetite. I can't eat this meal. Whoever you like will eat it!"

After Zhu Jianxi finished speaking, he called the nanny to pick up his son, Dong Jiasheng couldn't stop him, so he had to apologize repeatedly, and hurried away after her.

Song Qing was covered with dirty towels, and lost her manners, so she had to go back to her room to wash and clean up.

"Listen to what this is saying!" Father Zhu looked at Chen Chen with trembling fingers.

"Jianxi has been this tempered since she was a child, and it's not always the master's favor. I used to criticize her, but you and Jianfeng always help her talk."

Thinking of his son who died young, Chen Chen's eyes turned red.

"All right, all right, don't mention the past." Father Zhu choked.

"It's not that I said that she is in her late twenties and still barks her teeth and claws at every turn. That's why Jiasheng can bear her bad temper."

"That's why the master has a good vision. He chose a rare good son-in-law for his daughter."

Father Zhu benefited from Chen Chenchun's flattery, and his expression quickly softened.

Zhu Jiangjiang saw that the two of them reconciled as before, and at the beginning, they couldn't help getting goosebumps.

Thinking that it was getting late, she planned to leave after eating a whole meal.

"I remember that you studied business administration before, and the factory over at Xuanwu will give you a try. If you do well, the branch company will be directly recorded in your name in two years."

Father Zhu pondered for a moment, then suddenly said to Chen Chen.

"You know, I'm not interested in doing business. But after all, husband and wife are one, and I'm very happy to help you share the burden."

Chen Chen smiled softly, and gently covered Father Zhu's hand.

"Zhu Jiangjiang, you should quit that job sometime..."

Before Zhu Jiangjiang had a chance to speak, Father Zhu, who was in a good mood, turned his attention to her.

"Stop, don't mention my work if you don't want to go to the hospital again, not everyone is interested in your legacy."

Zhu Jiangjiang interrupted Father Zhu without waiting for him to finish speaking.

"You are full, eat slowly."

Zhu Jiangjiang is very self-aware. She knows that she has no business acumen, and she can't handle so many relatives of the Zhu and Chen families.

Without sharp fangs, even if you eat fat and strong, it is just another person's meal.Who doesn't covet that money, but it's a pity that billions of dollars in property are not so easy to get.

Zhu Jianfeng said it was a car accident, but who knows the truth?

"I really don't know what to do!"

Seeing Zhu Jiangjiang's figure turning away without hesitation, Father Zhu could only secretly be angry at him.

(End of this chapter)