President Xiao, he spoils his wife too much

Chapter 37 You Smell Wrong, Auntie

Wei Zixi's face was slightly pale, and when he lost his mind, he withdrew his hand forcefully.

"I told you I wasn't hurt!"

"There is blood on the fruit knife." Xiao Han's eyes stared sharply at the hand hanging beside her, his brows were tightly knit into a ball.

"Maybe when I stopped the boy, I accidentally hurt him." Wei Zixi explained.

Xiao Han didn't speak, as if he still didn't believe that she was really uninjured.

"Since Director Xiao likes the ladies' restroom so much, I'll let you use it!"

As soon as the words fell, she picked up the bag on the marble table and strode towards the door of the bathroom, walking faster and faster, and finally even started to run.

Xiao Han looked at her back with complex and probing eyes.

The blood on the fruit knife really belonged to the boy, not hers?
Wei Zixi ran all the way to the door, reached out to stop an empty car that was almost speeding by, got on the car and reported the address of Wutongju.

He leaned back completely relaxed, resting his wrist on his forehead, extremely annoyed.

She really shouldn't be so impulsive to save Xiao Han.

Almost.

He almost found out.

It's just that they have known each other since they were young, not to mention that he was the one who missed the appointment at the beginning, he is not worth taking such a big risk by himself.

The driver sniffed his nose and glanced at Wei Zixi in the back seat through the rearview mirror, "Miss, are you injured? The smell of blood is very strong!"

Wei Zixi put down his hands and said calmly, "No, you smelled it wrong."

"Impossible!" The driver looked proud. "My wife said that my nose is sharper than a police dog. I can't smell it wrong. It just smells like blood. Girl, is something wrong with you?"

Wei Zixi replied impatiently: "My aunt is here, the smell is too strong!"

driver:"……"

The woman who is more terrifying than his wife is probably the woman with a big aunt.

Without the driver's voice, Wei Zixi looked much better.

His eyes glanced at the bag next to him, the zipper was not closed properly, and the exposed part was faintly scarlet.

……

Xiao Han walked out of the bathroom, and casually threw the bag in his hand to the passing nurse, letting her watch and deal with it.

She wasn't injured at all, and he even went to get the medicine specially, thanking her for helping him.

Although he felt that he didn't need her help at all.

Now it seems really self-indulgent.

I went to the garage to pick up the car and drove out of the parking lot under the hospital. When I was about to leave the hospital, I saw the family members of the deceased standing at the door and refused to leave.

The boy was there too, with a gloomy expression and hostile eyes, staring fiercely at his car.

For some reason, Xiao Han slowed down the speed of the car, and looked at the boy's right hand deliberately.

At that time, the boy was holding the knife in his right hand. If the blood on the knife was really his, then there should be a wound on his right hand.

The closer they got to the boy, the clearer their vision became...

The pupils of black basalt stones suddenly expanded, and the long and narrow eyes narrowed into a slit, with a sharp light.

Even though it was half a road away, he could still see clearly...

The boy had no wound on his right hand.

No scratches at all.

The blood on the fruit knife is not his, so it can only be Wei Zixi's.

but……

He clearly saw with his own eyes that there were no wounds on her hands, and the sleeves of the chiffon shirt were intact, not looking like they were wounded.

Where did the blood on the fruit knife come from?

(End of this chapter)