Marriage has a pit: Daddy, get divorce quickly!

Qian Yikun's eyes fell on the kitchen and whispered in his heart.

"Maybe I went out to buy soy sauce. I was really careless. I didn't know how to clean it up." Qian Yikun said, and went into the kitchen to turn off the fire. "I just don't know why Mr. Ye cares so much about my business. It seems that we don't cross the river with well water. What does Mr. ye think?"

Ye Cong has seen three bedrooms, except the master bedroom bed is messy, the rest of the rooms are clean.

Ye Cong is about to enter.

"Mr. Ye." Qian Yikun said quickly.

Ye Cong looks back at Qian Yikun coming out of the kitchen.

"It's not good for Mr. Ye to do this. After all, this is my home." Qian Yikun cold voice, obviously already unhappy.

Ye Cong leans on the door and looks at Qian Yikun, "I heard that Qian has been catching all the time. I don't know if there is any result?"

"I've been catching her, but the woman is too cunning. I haven't heard from her for a long time. If Mr. Ye has any news about her, can you tell me? Mr. Ye also knows that I've caught her for many years." Qian Yikun has now come to the door. He is as tall as ye Cong, and standing in front of him can completely block his sight.

Ye Cong has been staring at Qian Yikun, as if to see something from his eyes.

But Qian Yikun has been in the world for so long and has been an undercover for so long. If he didn't have this acting skill, he might have died long ago.

Ye Cong and Qian Yikun looked at each other for a long time, and finally chose to give up. "It seems that police officer Qian has never seen him."

"Is Mr. Ye looking for her? That Mr. Ye is easy to find. This woman is very insidious. I've been fighting with her for ten years. " Qian Yikun said, reaching out and closing the bedroom door.

And the upstairs is sitting on the sofa now, Xinya is still reading her pot, her pot.

Can you look back at Xinya and instantly understand why Qian Yikun wanted to kill himself, because his home smelled of blood. If she was injured for so long, the smell of blood would surely stay in the room, which might not be heard by outsiders, but who is Ye Cong?

A man who licks blood on the tip of a knife.

"New shoots." Murphy waved to her, new bud quickly walked past, Murphy whispered a few words in her ear, new bud with a trace of doubt, but still nodded.

Downstairs Ye Cong still has no idea of going, as if waiting for something.

Qian Yikun was not in a hurry. He poured water for him.

"Ding Dong"

The door was knocked suddenly. Qian Yikun held the cup tightly for a few minutes and didn't open the door immediately.

"Officer Qian?" Ye Cong reminds kindly.

Qian Yikun slowly put down the cup, and then got up to open the door.

Qian Yikun has no bottom in his heart. What he fears most is that Huang Jiaojiao suddenly comes here at this time. Has Huang Jiaojiao ever seen her.

When he thought that Huang Jiaojiao had started this thing, Qian Yikun was furious. When it was done, he would go to Huang Jiaojiao to solve it.

When Qian Yikun reached for the handle of the door, he was sweating on his back. After all, if ye Cong found out that he was here at this time, even if he was not injured, he would not be his opponent if he joined hands with him.

"Zhi -" the door was opened by Qian Yikun. Before he could see the people outside clearly, a figure rushed in.

Qian Yikun

Ye Cong looks back at the girl running in, and thinks deeply.