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Chapter 70 "Love Scattered With the Wind, There Will Be No Date"

Jiang Li patted her little head, "Silly, why did you come here on a rainy day? What should I do if I catch a cold?"

Fu Zhi pursed her lips, "What about you?"

"On a rainy night kneeling on the ground..."

Jiang Li shook her head lightly, "It's okay, I'm not like you, I have a body that gets sick every now and then, and I won't catch a cold just because I get caught in the rain."

Fu Zhi murmured in a low voice, "How can you not get sick if you're not made of iron?"

Jiang Li: "..."

Her eyes gradually fell on the gate of the police station. She seemed to be unfair to anyone.

Fu Zhi saw her thoughts, and said softly, "What can my brother be a big man?"

Jiang Li didn't want to go home, so Fu Zhi accompanied her in the car and waited for the rain to stop.

—

Fu Yuechen stood by the window and kept looking at the car that belonged to Jiangli.

He frowned slightly, and asked Liao Guangyong to send some blankets to the two little girls.

And sandwiched a letter in the blanket and sent it over.

Jiang Li got the blanket and opened it for Fu Zhi to cover it.

The letter inside fell out.

Jiang Li picked it up, and she recognized the handwriting on the cover at a glance.

She opened the envelope and read it word by word, her eyes gradually turned red.

...

The morning sun slanted in through the glass window, Fu Zhi moved her body and fell into a warm embrace.

Fu Zhi rubbed her sleepy eyes, opened them and looked over.

It was Duan Zheng's handsome face that caught his eyes.

Fu Zhi woke up instantly, "You... why are you here?"

Only then did Fu Zhi realize that they were staying in the hospital, not in the car.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Li found that Fu Zhi had a fever, and had no choice but to call Duan Zheng.

Fu Yuechen almost rushed out of the police station.

If Liao Guangyong hadn't held him down, he would have rushed out long ago.

This little girl was not in good health when she was young, and she would catch a cold whenever she caught a cold.

Fu Zhi smiled at Duan Zheng, "Brother, are you hungry?"

Duan Zheng snorted softly: "I'm hungry, I'm starving to death, what should I do?"

At this time, the mobile phone that was put aside rang with a "ding dong".

In the next second, a message prompt popped up.

#Chi Ying Suspected of Intentional Homicide#
Fu Zhi raised her eyebrows lightly, and clicked on that Weibo directly.

Not long after Weibo was posted, it went directly to the hot search and the popularity continued to rise.

"...Reverse?"

"No? Isn't Chi Ying dead?"

"That's right, why are you still playing the trick of cheating corpses?"

"What are you doing?"

"Can't the officials do something serious?"

"What's the fuss, why are there reversals one after another?"

"Chi Ying is alive, so who is dead?"

"..."

Fu Zhi still read one comment after another.

She didn't expect Chi Ying to be so courageous, nor did she expect her heart to be so cruel.

Let the biological mother push it down from the unfinished upstairs.

He even bribed all the people to cooperate with her in this scene.

The purpose was just to target Fu Zhi, she wanted Fu Zhi to taste what it was like to lose the person she loved the most.

Heart-piercing, heart-piercing.

It took some effort to catch Chi Ying, but Chi Ying didn't run away, but just stayed in that one.

That No. [-] Middle School where she met Duan Zheng, that classroom that carried youthful memories.

A gust of wind blew over, and Chi Ying heard the sound of a police car coming from her ear.

She pursed her lips slightly, and jumped down from the sixth floor with the dark blue school uniform in her arms.

Coincidentally, it just happened to fall on the place where she and Duan Zheng met for the first time.

The love is scattered with the wind, and they will have an indefinite future.

—

After more than two months, the entire case can be officially closed.

After the case was closed, the police found 921 love letters from Chi Ying's belongings.

And more than 20 books on crime, she once wrote this sentence in her diary:

"This world is inherently unfair, it is you who make me feel the existence of fairness."

"Anyone can, but she can't."

"I want her dead."

There was also a recording, she said that she knew who Fu Zhi's biological mother was, but it was a pity that she had no chance to tell Fu Zhi herself.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of punching and kicking, and Chi Ying's cry for help.

Later, the audio ended, and no one knew what happened after that.

—

At the beginning of July, the sky is high and the air is crisp, and the warm wind is gentle.

Fu Zhi heard the news that Jiang Li was going to get married, and thought of Fu Yuechen's decadent appearance these two days.

She still wanted to fight for Fu Yuechen, but she sprained her ankle in no time.

hiss--

As soon as Fu Zhi's little feet moved, Jiang Li reached out and patted her.

"Does it hurt?" Jiang Li asked
Fu Zhi nodded her head: "It hurts."

"...It deserves it!"

Fu Zhi: "..."

Fu Zhi hugged the pillow and felt aggrieved, "Don't you really think about it?"

Jiang Li hummed lightly: "What are you thinking about?"

She lowered her eyes and smiled softly: "Is there anything I can think about, I'm thinking about your sprained ankle, you need to take a good rest for a while."

Fu Zhi snorted, obviously not paying attention.

Jiang Li couldn't help but said, "Take a good rest, go after you've recovered, and be obedient, okay?"

Fu Zhi hummed lightly, "Have you chosen everything? Have you tried on the wedding dress?"

Jiang Li shook her head, "We don't hold a wedding, but a commercial marriage, what kind of wedding are we going to have?"

Fu Zhi sighed, reached out and rubbed her aching head.

"Can you be serious?" Fu Zhi retracted her little feet and rubbed them with her hands, "You don't like him, can your brother agree?"

"..."

And at this moment, Duan Zheng cut up the fruit and brought it over.

Fu Zhi nestled aside with her pillow in her arms, and Jiang Li also took this opportunity to leave.

Duan Zheng reached out and rubbed her little head, "Don't think about it, your brother is not that stupid, let them solve their problems, we—"

"Just take care of our affairs. It's best not to block me at every turn."

He paused for a while and said, "You always blackmail me, don't you, a little... not very gentle."

Fu Zhi snorted, and said seriously, "I'm used to that!"

"Just let me—"

"Adapt again?"

After the words were finished, Duan Zheng's slender fingers landed on her cheeks in the next second. With a slight movement of his thumb and index finger, he gently pinched and kneaded her cheek again.

"Fu Jiujiu."

"I've been married for several months, how long do you want to get used to?"

Fu Zhi raised her eyes slightly, met his gaze, and smiled with the corners of her lips.

She leaned closer and placed a kiss on his lips.

At the same time, a gentle voice fell beside my ear.

"elder brother……"

"Is this enough? Can you let me get used to it for a while?"

Duan Zheng said hoarsely: "Yes."

Fu Zhi shook her calf, glanced at him, hugging the pillow and smiling, not to mention how happy she was.

Duan Zheng put his big hands on Fu Zhi's waist, and directly hugged her on his lap.

"Fu Jiujiu."

"You wait for the night."

Fu Zhi pursed her lips, met his gaze, seemed to be unable to run QAQ...

(End of this chapter)