Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

The investigation on Ji Ci's side was already obtained by Hexing.

However, just know who is behind it.

All this about Xue Yiluo and the Xue family is still unclear.

Now, with the investigation report provided by Director Ji, everything is completely clear.

After turning the last page, Su Zhixiao put down the portfolio:

"What are you going to do now?"

The two men looked at each other, Ji Ci coughed:

"I'm only responsible for sending the report over. Since the report has been sent, let's go first."

He really didn't hesitate, turned around and left, even his little nephew didn't keep anyone.

After Ji Ci left, the family of three in the living room paused.

In the end, it was Mr. Fu who took the lead in saying:

"The company will handle it, don't worry."

"This matter has a great impact on Miss Xue, right?"

The man nodded:

"There must be an impact, but if you are strong enough, it won't be a problem."

There is still a difference between a powerful actor and a traffic actor.

"Also, in the final analysis, this is a frame-up, and it's not a real thing at all."

The gold master and the mistress are all compiled from a single picture.

If Xue Yiluo really had this problem, it would not have been so easy to leave his old club and sign a contract with Jinhehang some time ago.

Hexing has its own way to investigate these.

At the door, the doorbell rang again.

This time, the little boy didn't need his father to shout, and obediently stepped forward to open the door.

"Hello, young master, this is the meal ordered by the second young master."

The boy turned his head and shouted:

"Dad, uncle has brought food."

There are two large bags that children can't carry.

Inside the room, the man stepped forward and took the bag from the bodyguard.

The child sniffed a few times through the bag:

"It's so fragrant, with sweet and sour fish!"

It's amazing, you can smell what's inside through the box and bag.

In the living room, Su Zhixiao was not there.

The man carried the bag and put it on the dining table. He didn't pay much attention to his own son, who was following behind him, and turned around and went to the room to find someone.

Who knows, as soon as he walked to the door, he was shocked.

Actions are faster than brains.

Before the woman who was changing clothes had time to notice anything, her back was pressed against the man's chest, and the hot breath sprayed onto her skin, making people tremble.

"Why? Change clothes, let go!"

"Do not."

"No, no? Don't blame me for being rude if you don't let go."

My son is still at home, what's the fuss about?

Who knows, the man behind him went too far. He hugged the woman and turned around in a circle, and then he pressed him all over.

Su Zhixiao's back was lowered to the wardrobe door, and he had nowhere to hide, so he could only bear the man's kiss abruptly.

This time, the little guy didn't come to disturb his father's good deeds.

The two kissed almost caught fire.

Fortunately, the woman is still more rational, pushing away the man in front of her, quickly picking up a T-shirt and putting it on:

"Get out." He yelled at the man angrily.

Gee.

Those who took advantage of it went out contentedly.

To say that this time the child didn't come to disturb his father's good deeds, there must be a reason.

On the dining table, the bag has been opened, and a certain child is secretly eating.

No wonder!

"Fu Zhizhou, what are you doing?"

Forehead?

The little guy paused:

"Dad, porridge is hungry."

"You can steal it when you're hungry? Who taught the rules?"

Simply invisible.

However, children don't care about this, one ear goes in and the other goes out.

Zi~ Zi~

The phone thrown on the coffee table vibrated.